did i tell you i ve got tiny little fingers i ve got bones where the ring goes they grow like a plant grows they go slowly they go over your new clothes they go over your money they go over your head man the only good man s a dead man i like pretty baby candy it goes right to my head it makes my lips as red as rubies i ll eat it til i m dead did i tell you that you can t get to heaven in high heeled shoes you re such a loose little belle you re a fallen angel you go down into the big pit it is deeper than a tar pit your lips are redder than lucifer your hair is up in curlers i like pretty baby candy cause it goes right to my head it makes my lips as red as rubies i ll eat it til i m dead