Guitar Chords
© Chorded by Anton Gavzov (https://Muzland.info)
Lyrics and Music by Robbie Williams, Gary Barlow and Terje Olsen
Intro: F | F | Dm | Dm
F
I was there to witness
Candice’s inner business,
Dm
She wants the boys to notice
Her rainbows and her ponies.
F
She was educated
But could not count to ten.
Dm
Now she got lots of different horses
By lots of different men.
F
And I say liberate your sons and daughters,
Dm7
The bush is hot
But in the hole there’s water.
F
You can get some when they give it,
Dm7 Bb C
Nothing’s sacred but it’s a living.
Chorus:
F
Hey, ho, here she go,
Dm7
Either a little too high or a little too low,
Bbmaj
Got no self-esteem and vertigo,
C
’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: F | F | Dm | Dm
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.
F
As you will, she’ll be the whole of the law,
Dm7
And if it don’t feel good,
Bb C
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: F | F | Dm7 | Dm7
F
Liberate your sons and daughters,
Dm
The bush is high
But in the hole there’s water.
F
As you will, she’ll be the whole of the law,
Dm
And if it don’t feel good,
What are you doing it for,
F
What are you doing it for,
What are you doing it for,
Dm7
What are you doing it for,
What are you doing it for,
F
What are you doing it for,
What are you doing it for,
Dm7
What are you doing it for,
Bb C
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: F | F | F | F