[Verse 1]
Come on pretty women
With your hair hanging down
Open up your windows
'Cause the Candyman's in town
Come on, boys, and gamble
Roll those laughing bones
Seven come eleven, boys
I'll take your money home

[Chorus]
Look out, look out, the Candyman
Here he come and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend
'Til the Candyman comes around again

[Verse 2]
I come in from Memphis
Where I learned to talk the jive
When I get back to Memphis
Be one less man alive
Good morning, Mr. Benson
I see you're doing well
If I had me a shotgun
I'd blow you straight to hell
[Chorus]
Look out, look out, the Candyman
Here he come and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend
'Til the Candyman comes home again

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
Come on, boys, and wager
If you have got the mind
If you've got a dollar, boys
Lay it on the line
Hand me my old guitar
Pass the whiskey around
Won't you tell everybody you meet
That the Candyman's in town

[Chorus]
Look out, look out, the Candyman
Here he come and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend
'Til the Candyman comes around again

[Outro]
Look out, look out, the Candyman
Here he come and he's gone again
Pretty lady ain't got no friend
'Til the Candyman comes around again
We're gonna check and see if our monitors are still working. It's some question in our minds. (Monitors, monitor) (Well, it seems to work) (I'll check yours if you check mine) (It works now but I can never hear it while we're playing. I wonder if that means anything.)