1.Candyman
I'll be the sugar in your coffee baby
I'll be your cup of tea
I'll be that cool breeze on that warm summer's evening
I'll be all that you need
Cause I know you want it
Said you got to have it
Just the way you like it
The girls like candy
And that's a fact
I'll be your candyman baby
I'll be your sugar daddy
I'll be that million in the bank for you darling
I'll be your peace of mind
I'll be a memory if that's what you want
But if you want I'll be here there the end of time
Cause I know you want it
Said you got to have it
Just the way you like it
The girls like candy
And that's a fact
I'll be your candyman baby
I'll be your sugar daddy
I'll give you good loving like you've never known
Love you darling right down to the bone
From now on girl you're never going to be alone
I'll turn your heart%2
2.Chilly At The Crib
Lyricist：D Boyle, D Robinson, Bob Schneider
I'm gonna come over baby tonight
Tie you down, tie you down to your bed
And treat you like you like rub your belly, rub your leg
Lick the inside of your ear until you start to beg
Lick your pussy, kiss your lips
Lick your body baby, from your toes to your fingertips
Talk dirty to you, talk to you nice
Gonna make your body tingle baby, gonna make it tingle twice
Gonna fuck you so hard that you'll say, 'Don't stop'
Gonna have your pussy going snap crackle pop, pop, pop
Bam damn I'm the kinda man
That's gonna have you beggin' me to put my dick in your hand
And you know it ain't a play toy but baby, it'll do
Because you want me to come, I'm gonna come all over you
I know during the day you're gonna act all proper
But baby late at night you're a show stopper
You're just a dirty girl with a dirty mind
I'm gonna bend you over baby and show me your behind
I'm gonna make you do the nasty things you only think about
There ain't another like me baby, who knows just how to turn you
out
'Cause baby, I've got the touch
I'm gonna give you so much
I ain't your daddy I'm your lover
I'm a mac motherfucker like no other
I got the boom boom baby
That you like
I'm gonna come over baby tonight
Lay you down, lay you down and treat you like you like
While your parents are asleep I'm gonna sneak into your room
And give you some of that boom, boom, boom
I'm gonna kiss ya, lick ya, suck ya, fuck ya
Spank ya, chew ya, stroke ya, screw ya, do ya
Take you from behind and on top and underneath
And from the side, tongue your nipples with my teeth
Rub your belly, rub your back
Rub you just right and rub you round the track
I'll rub your pussy till it's steaming
I'm gonna get you so hot that baby you'll be screaming
Screaming baby, baby, baby please
You got to give it to me now I'll give it to on my knees
'Cause I'm a brother with connection
I'm gonna give your lovely pussy an erection
Wait correction I'll make you holler
I'd be a rich motherfucker if I only had a dollar
And you'll be rubbing yourself while your driving
Home hopin' that your daddy'll be arriving
Home soon baby when I said I was gonna fuck ya
I didn't mean I was gonna fuck ya up it meant
I was gonna fuck your brains out
And give you something you'll want again and again
3.The Wrong Direction
Lyricist：Bruce Hughes, Bob Schneider
If you go downtown
Way down to Baltimore Street
You just might see my baby there
Yeah, my baby might be someone you meet
Yeah, if you go downtown
And you take yourself a look around
You just might see my baby there
And the new love that she has found
She got the right way
Of loading up her gun
But she's got the wrong direction
'Cause she say that I ain't the one
She got the right way
Of walking down the street
But she got the wrong direction
'Cause she be walking away from me
If you go downtown
No, mister, I don't like to go there much myself
I just might see my baby there
And that might break my heart and I don't need the help
Yeah, if you go downtown
And see a beauty unlike any you've known
Well, you know that was my baby once
But now I feel like I'm all alone
She got the right way
Of loading up her gun
But she's got the wrong direction
'Cause she say that I ain't the one
She got the right way
Of walking down the street
But she got the wrong direction
'Cause she be walking away from me
The last time that I saw my baby
It sounded so well rehearsed
When I said, 'I'll see you later'
And she said, 'Not if I see you first'
(So get out of town)
If you go downtown
Now, mister, I don't want to tell you what to say
But if you see my baby there
Could you lie and tell her I'm doing okay？
'Cause if you go downtown
And you take yourself a look around
You might see my baby there
And the new love she has found
She got the right way
Of loading up her gun
But she's got the wrong direction
'Cause she say that I ain't the one
She got the right way
Of saying I love you
But she got the wrong direction
'Cause it ain't me she's saying it to
4.Spacesuit
Lyricist：Bob Schneider, A Temple
Cincinnati apple pie
Where do we go when we die？
I don't care and that ain't no lie
I don't know where and I don't know why
Everything is a part of me and part of you
Everything is a part of me and part of you
I got my spacesuit on, I got my spacesuit on
And I'm ready to fly away
New York City, LSD
Shinning brighter than a Christmas tree
You, I am supposed to be
I'm finding easier to see
Everything is a part of you and part of me
Everything is a part of you and part of me
I got my spacesuit on, I got my spacesuit on
And I'm ready to fly away
5.Hippietown
Lyricist：Bob Schneider
Hippietown got hippies runnin' around in it
Hold on, don't get me wrong, now wait just a minute
I'm not talkin' about the daisy chains and good pot
I'm talkin' about the Grateful Dead dreadlock
Lookin' mothafuckers sayin', â½Do you got a dime？â
I need to buy some more beer, more wine
I need to put a little gas in my van
So I can follow the Phish across the land to Hippietown
Hippietown's got tie dyed freaks
Who don't wash their clothes for weeks and weeks
Wearin' the baggy pants and the summer dresses
They got the tattooed skin and the tangled tresses
Don't like to work or get too tied down
Like to keep their options open, like to move around
Don't know what the hell tomorrow's for
Don't, don't mind crashin' on your floor, down in Hippietown
Hippietown's got hippies with the crystals round their necks
They got the gris-gris fighting off the hex
In Hippietown, they don't wear no underwear
Pants get all stinky but they don't care
Stayin' up all night listen to the Grateful Dead
Mostly pops and buzzes cracklin' in their heads
Takin' a two liter bottle and turnin' it into a bong
Reading them tarot cards all day long, down in Hippietown
Got to get back to Hippietown
6.Big Ole Head
Lyricist：D Boyle, Bruce Hughes, D Robinson, Bob Schneider
I was sitting on a bar stool checking out the scene
In walks this smooth talking sweet smelling sex machine
I had my hat on right, I put my pants on tight
I put the bait on the hook and now she's lookin' to bite
Well, damn it she should, I'm feeling so good
I'd give myself a big wet kiss if I could
But I can't, so I don't
Not yet but I'm set and I'm ready
I ain't losing my grip
Baby, whatcha got inside your big ole head？
'Cause I really wants to know
I'm sittin' pretty, biding my time
Because I know eventually what I want will be mine
Like anything you want, you can get it
If you really want it bad enough
(Yeah right, don't be silly)
But it's true, there's diamonds at your door step
So whatcha gonna do？
Improve your attitude and be a better you？
Or sit around frowning looking like Conrad with a chip？
Baby, whatcha got inside your big ole head？
'Cause I really wants to know
I ain't no knucklehead put it in the bank boy
More like and easy going life living love joy
Ain't always happy about the way things might be going
But I try to do my best to keep my love light glowin'
Life ain't always easy, whoever said it would be was lying
But you've got to keep going and you've got to keep trying
'Cause life's like a cup of wine, go ahead and take a sip
Baby, whatcha got inside your big ole head？
'Cause I really wants to know
7.Dancing At The Foot Of Angels
Lyricist：Bob Schneider
I awoke inside a stranger's glance
Nervous and suspecting the worst
Where had I been for so long？
Inside a wolf's grin
I felt colored
Packed tight and slightly refreshed
I unbuttoned my memory
And took a look inside myself
Does it make you feel much better？
Does it make you feel alright？
Does it make you feel good inside？
I'm dancing at the foot of angels
I took a look inside my skull cap
It was all there, the tissue
The sinew, the arm chair
The tingly aroma of urine
A fruit basket filled to the brim
With decaffeinated hangover cider
There were the cattle pranks
The friction burns and the lies
Does it make you feel much better？
Does it make you feel alright？
Does it make you feel good inside？
I'm dancing at the foot of angels
I found the keys I had forgotten
I'd misplaced the ones to all the answers
To the questions that you'd ever asked
And that you'd never asked
Oh, and the jelly, that was the best part
Thick and hot and greasy
I used to cover the walls of my antennae
So I could hear you calling
The reception's always better that way
8.Orlando
Lyricist：Bob Schneider
I was sitting naked in a Holiday Inn down in Orlando
And it was the morning of the last day of the year
I didn't know who I was and I thought I might've been Evan Dando
But if I was him then what the hell was I doing here
So I asked myself one simple question
What would I do with the rest of my life？
If I knew I couldn't fail, I guess I'd get the hell out of
Orlando
And find me a rich and beautiful wife
'Cause I don't want to do a damn thing
And I want to be appreciated
And I want to get paid well
And I don't want to be hated
I don't want to do a damn thing
Except lie in the sun
And be loved, loved, loved
Loved, loved by everyone
So I called up the front desk to see if I could rent a porno
They said you better have a credit card
I said, â½Honey, I'm pretty hard up but I ain't got no Visaâ
I said, â½Honey could you please, uh, help me？â
She said she was sorry but I think she was just disgusted
And I was kinda disgusted myself 'cause it had all come down to
this
And I felt like a pervert but goddamn it gets lonely
When you're sitting in your hotel room naked as a jaybird
Down in Orlando in the middle of the night
So I called up an old friend to see how he was doing
But he sounded like a robot and it was like I barely knew him
So I said I had to go, then I couldn't take it any longer
You know the desire to throw my naked body
Out the fifth floor of the Holiday Inn kept getting stronger
I tried to take a cold shower but I couldn't get my nerve up
I just sat in that hotel room and tried to cut my own hair
That was the worst idea that I had all day
But goddamn, it gets lonely down in F L O R I D A
Then I thought to myself just what the hell was a jaybird
And just what the hell does it look like and what the hell am I
doing
So I tried to write a song about it but this is all I got
You know I sang it for your girlfriend and she said she liked it
a lot
Except the part about killing myself
And the part about trying to find a rich wife
She said, â½You should have gone to sea world
You might have had a better timeâ
I said, â½Honey, thanks for the input, thanks for the advice
But I think that the only way I'm ever going back to Orlando
Is if I live life twiceâ
'Cause I don't want to do a damn thing
And I want to be appreciated
And I want to get paid well
And I don't want to be hated
I don't want to do a damn thing
Except lie in the sun
And be loved, loved, loved
Loved, loved by everyone
9.Angelina
Lyricist：Schneider Robert Linwood
Eating sunlight streams
Riding on the back of dreams with Angelina
Drinking blue sky wine
Riding on a dandelion with Angelina
But there's a note on the door
Saying, I'll see you never more love, Angelina
Making love to the breeze
Playing hide and seek with trees and Angelina
Gonna drown in your direction
Gonna pass every inspection, Angelina
But there's a note on the door
That says, I'll see you never more love, Angelina
I want to scuba in your tuba
I wanna fly down to Aruba, Angelina
I want to scream into your light post
And paint up all your bright toes, Angelina
But there's a note on the door
That says, I'll see you never more, love, Angelina
With your spells and cobble bells
Your magical legerdemain
Your butterflies and wishing wells
You come and sweep away all the rain
And when I'm down on the ground
You know you'll always come around, Angelina
When I'm singing in the sun
When I'm coming all undone, Angelina
There's a note on the door
That says, I'll see you never more, love, Angelina
10.Boom Boom Baby
Lyricist：Bob Schneider
I'm gonna come over baby tonight
Tie you down, tie you down to your bed
And treat you like you like, rub your belly, rub your leg
Lick the inside of your ear until you start to beg
Lick your pussy, kiss your lips
Lick your body, baby
From your toes to your fingertips
Talk dirty to you, talk to you nice
Gonna make your body tingle, baby
Gonna make it tingle twice
Gonna fuck you so hard that you'll say don't stop
Gonna have your pussy going snap crackle pop pop pop
Bam damn I'm the kinda man
That's gonna have you beggin' me to put my dick in your hand
And you know it ain't a play toy but baby it'll do
Because you want me to come I'm gonna cum all over you
I know during the day you're gonna act all proper
But, baby, late at night you're a show stopper
You're just a dirty girl with a dirty mind
I'm gonna bend you over, baby, and show me your behind
I'm gonna make you do the nasty things you only think about
There ain't another like me, baby, who knows just how to turn
you out
'Cause baby I've got the touch, I'm gonna give you so much
I ain't your daddy, I'm your lover
I'm a mac motherfucker like no other
I got the boom boom baby that you like
I'm gonna come over baby tonight
Lay you down, lay you down and treat you like you like
While your parents are asleep, I'm gonna sneak into your room
And give you some of that boom boom boom
I'm gonna kiss ya, lick ya, suck ya, fuck ya,
Spank ya, chew ya, stroke ya, screw ya, do ya
Take you from behind and on top and underneath
And from the side tongue your nipples with my teeth
Rub your belly rub your back
Rub you just right and rub you round the track
I'll rub your pussy till its steaming
I'm gonna get you so hot that baby you'll be screaming
Screaming baby baby baby please
You got to give it to me now I'll give it to on my knees
'Cause I'm a brother with connection
I'm gonna give your lovely pussy an erection
Wait correction, I'll make you holler
I'd be a rich motherfucker if I only had a dollar
And you'll be rubbing yourself while you're driving
Home hopin' that your daddy'll be arriving
Home soon baby when I said I was gonna fuck ya
I didn't mean I was gonna fuck ya up it meant
I was gonna fuck your brains out
And give you something you'll want again and again
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