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Intro: C | C | Am | Am C I was there to witness Candice’s inner business, Am She wants the boys to notice Her rainbows and her ponies. C She was educated But could not count to ten. Am Now she got lots of different horses By lots of different men. C And I say liberate your sons and daughters, Am7 The bush is hot But in the hole there’s water. C You can get some when they give it, Am7 F G Nothing’s sacred but it’s a living. Chorus: C Hey, ho, here she go, Am7 Either a little too high Or a little too low, F Got no self-esteem and vertigo, G ’Cause she thinks she’s made of candy. Hey, ho, here she go, Either a little too loud Or a little too close, Got a hurricane at the back of her throat, ’Cause she thinks she’s made of candy. Instrumental: C | C | Am | Am Ring a ring of roses, Whoever gets the closest, She comes and she goes As the war of the roses. Mother was a victim, Father beat the system By moving bricks to Brixton And learning how to fix them. Liberate your sons and daughters, The push is high But in the hole there’s water. C As you will, she’ll be the whole of the law, Am7 And if it don’t feel good, F G What are you doing it for? Now tell me. Chorus: Hey, ho, here she go, Either a little too high Or a little too low, Got no self-esteem and vertigo, ’Cause she thinks she’s made of candy, Hey, ho, here she go, Either a little too loud Or a little too close, Got a hurricane at the back of her throat, ’Cause she thinks she’s made of candy. Instrumental: C | C | Am7 | Am7 C Liberate your sons and daughters, Am The bush is high But in the hole there’s water. C As you will, she’ll be the whole of the law, Am And if it don’t feel good, What are you doing it for, C What are you doing it for, What are you doing it for, Am7 What are you doing it for, What are you doing it for, C What are you doing it for, What are you doing it for, Am7 What are you doing it for, F G What are you doing it for? Chorus: Hey, ho, here she go, Either a little too high Or a little too low, Got no self-esteem and vertigo, ’Cause she thinks she’s made of candy. Hey, ho, here she go, Either a little too loud Or a little too close, Got a hurricane at the back of her throat, ’Cause she thinks she’s made of candy. Hey, ho, here she go, Either a little too high Or a little too low, Got no self-esteem and vertigo, ’Cause she thinks she’s made of candy. Hey, ho, here she go, Either a little too loud Or a little too close, Got a hurricane at the back of her throat, Cos she thinks she’s made of candy. Instrumental: C | C | C | C