Candy - Robbie Williams

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 I was there to witness
 Candice’s inner princess
   Gm
 She wants the boys to notice
 Her rainbows, and her ponnies
 Bb
 She was educated
 But could not count to ten
          Gm
 How she got lots of different horses
 By lots of different men
 And I say
 Bb
 Liberate your sons and daughters
    Gm
 The bush is high
 But in the hole there’s water
 Bb
 You can get some, when they give it
 Gm             D#  F
 Nothing sacred, but it's a living
 Bb
 Hey ho here she goes
      Gm
 Either a little too high or a little too low
      D#
 Got no selfmesteem and vertigo
 Cause she thinks she’s made of candy
 Bb
 Hey ho here she goes
       Gm
 Either a little too loud or a little too close
        D#
 There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
 And she thinks she’s made of candy

 Bb  Gm

 Bb
 Ring a ring of roses
 Whoever gets the closest
     Gm
 She comes and she goes
 As the war of the roses
 Bb
 Mother was a victim
 Father beat the system
    Gm
 By moving bricks to Brixton
 And learning how to fix them
 Bb
 Liberate your sons and daughters
    Gm
 The bush is high
 But in the hole there’s water
 Bb
 As you win
 She’ll be the hollywood love
        Gm
 And if it don’t feel good
            D#    F
 What are you doing this for
 Now tell me
 Bb
 Hey ho here she goes
      Gm
 Either a little too high or a little too low
      D#
 Got no selfmesteem and vertigo
 Cause she thinks she’s made of candy
 Bb
 Hey ho here she goes
       Gm
 Either a little too loud or a little too close
       D#
 There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
 And she thinks she’s made of candy

 Bb  Gm

 Bb
 Liberate your sons and daughters
    Gm
 The bush is high
 But in the hole there’s water
 Bb
 As you win
 She’ll be the hollywood love
         Gm
 And if you don’t feel good
 SibSolm ...
 What are you doing this for
 What are you doing this for
 What are you doing this for
 Bb
 Hey ho here she goes
      Gm
 Either a little too high or a little too low
      D#
 Got no selfmesteem and vertigo
 Cause she thinks she’s made of candy
 Bb
 Hey ho here she goes
       Gm
 Either a little too loud or a little too close
       D#
 There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
 And she thinks she’s made of candy