From the recording Should You Tip a Cow Waitress?
Lyrics
Candy
B. Gibson
You showed up in my town
Huntress on the prowl
Laden with your riches
Wrapped in velvet towels
Wear no badge of honor
Sow no seeds of doubt
Laced up schemes to plunder
Throw the tossers out
Fleece the marks you’ve pillaged
Drink the tea you’ve steeped
The pirate life you’ve chosen
The blackest of the sheep
Karmic storms assemble
Vex the last hurrah
Cumbersome seduction
Too slow on the draw
Once the saucy coquette
Ice flowed through your pores
Vamping lurid seekers
Beguiling candy store
Time is now your hostile foe
The glory years long spent
Ambushed by insurgents
The season’s claim their rent