L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
Lord yes!
When you need a friend through thick and thin
Don't look to those above you
When you're down and out, ain't no doubt
Nobody wants you
But you're rock candy baby
You're hard, sweet and sticky, yes
You're rock candy baby
Hard, sweet and sticky, oh yes
Hard, sweet and... mmm yeah
When you're seventeen, and reaching for your dreams
Well don't let noone reach it for you
Pull up your pants, stretch out, take a chance
If it can be done, well, you can do it
'Cause you're rock candy baby
You're hard, sweet, and sticky, yes, you are
You're rock candy baby
So hard, sweet, and sticky, yes, oh!
Sweet, so sweet
You're rock candy, baby
Hard, sweet, and sticky
Yes, you, you're rock candy, baby
Hard, sweet, and sticky, yea
You're hard, sweet, oh yea
Rock candy baby
Hard, sweet...
Lord you're so ripe
But, you're rock candy baby, woa yea
Hard, sweet and...
Sticky!