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Candy Cavity

by Candy Cavity

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1.
Do You Wanna 03:17
Do you wanna get nude? I know what you wanna do Take it from me But only between the sheets Oooh I can tell you’re in the mood Oooh tell me if you want me too Oooh there’s just something about you Change up the tunes I got a brand new attitude It’s sugary sweet It might even rot your teeth Oooh I can tell you’re in the mood Oooh tell me if you want me too Oooh there’s just something about you Oooh do you wanna? Do you wanna? Ahhh Do you wanna get? Oooh I can tell you’re in the mood Oooh tell me if you want me too Oooh there’s just something about you Oooh do you wanna? Do you wanna get loud? Do you wanna get in? Oooh I can tell you’re in the mood Oooh tell me if you want me too Oooh there’s just something about you Oooh I can tell you’re in the mood Oooh tell me if you want me If you want me I think there’s something about you
2.
Maybe it was Billy, he just got out of jail Thought that he’d get lucky It didn’t go so well — cause Nobody likes a bum for a husband Layin’ on the couch Nobody likes a bum for a husband Hangin’ round the house Nobody likes a bum for a husband He can’t even pay his bail I can smell the booze off the Clothes that you slept in well — Next time I’ll leave you there to rot You’re always doing something Next time I’ll leave you there to rot Mister good-for-nothing I’ll get him while he’s sleepin’ I’ll get him in his sleep Good old Micky Finn In his favorite drink Nobody likes a bum for a husband He can’t even pay his bail I can smell the booze off the Clothes that you slept in well — Next time I’ll leave you there to rot You’re always doing something Next time I’ll leave you there to rot Mister good-for-nothing Next time I’ll leave you there to rot You’re always doing something Next time I’m gonna leave him there to rot Mister good-for-nothing yeah Happy New Year’s from the county jail Happy New Year’s hope you rot in hell Happy New Year’s from the county jail Happy New Year’s from the county jail
3.
You should just give up Cause life’s too fuckin’ hard You’re one in a million You will never get far Unmarried older girl Reaching for the stars — I’ll show you what you’re missin’ He said I didn’t fit in Show you what you’re missin’ yeah yeah I’ll show you what you’re missin’ Then he said I wouldn’t get it Show you what you’re missin’ yeah yeah I met my baby Outside at a show What a connection Said he’d never let me go And I feel so fucking dumb Thinking that you were the one — I’ll show you what you’re missin’ He thinks I’m blonde and I’m stupid Show you what you’re missin’ yeah yeah I’ll show you what you’re missin’ Then he said I wouldn’t get it Show you what you’re missin’ yeah yeah I’ll show you what you’re missin’ I’ll show you what you’re missin’ Cause the people around Look me up and down Too scared to stick out in a crowd People around look me up and down Too scared to be the one to stick out I’ll show you what you’re missin’ I’ll show you what you’re missin’ I’ll show you what you’re missin’ I’ll show you what you’re missin’ I’ll show you what you’re missin'
4.
Like Her 03:26
Pale white skin, She’s porcelain Vanilla scented, cloud I’m in Face of makeup, purple lips Cherry cola, I watch her sip and I just want to be like her Wear her clothes and look like her Walk and talk just like her Laugh and dream just like her — I followed her, down the street The kind of girl, I’d like to meet Because I wanna know you, you’re so pretty I wanna steal your, identity yeah I just want to be like her Wear her clothes and look like her Walk and talk just like her Laugh and dream just like her — Just like her, just like her I wanna be — just like her I want to be yeah, just like her, just like her I wanna be — I just want to be like her Wear her clothes and look like her Walk and talk just like her Laugh and dream just like her — Just like her, just like her I wanna be — just like her I want to be yeah, just like her, just like her I wanna be — just like her
5.
Fuck Boy 04:07
I go out when its dark Strollin’ around Asbury Park Never did occur to me When he put his lips on me I’m swimming with a shark All you fuckboys Young boys — dumb boys Fuckboys You all come out of the woodwork Going out when its dark It isn’t smart, when you’re falling apart Cause I can’t escape him mentally Thought he’s be the one for me Now I’m swimming with the sharks All you fuckboys Young boys — dumb boys Fuckboys You all come out of the woodwork Wanna buy me a drink? You wanna get me high And he’s taking me home He makes me feel just fine You wanna buy me a drink? You wanna get me high You try to get me alone You make me feel alright Fuckboy Fuckboy Fuckboy Fuckboy Fuckboy Fuckboy Fuckboy Fuckboy Come on and fuck me

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released January 4, 2020

All original songs copyright / property of Candy Cavity / 2019. All lyrics & music written and performed by Candace Schur. All drum & bass tracking performed by Alex Rodriguez. All lead guitar tracking performed by Steve Markow. Recorded by Tony Appleseed @ AntFARM Studio in New Egypt, NJ. Mixed & produced by Tony Appleseed.
Front cover artwork, disc artwork, & Jacket layout/design created by Julianne Markow of @Ghoulianne_art.

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Candy Cavity Asbury Park, New Jersey

Glam-grunge rock n roll from Asbury Park⚡️

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