Candygram Leo Sayer

Candy took a walk
Deep into Manhattan
Sold her soul to the devil there
Now she can't get it back – no she can't get it back

She's waiting in a phone booth
For a man to come save her
But he's taken every dollar that she made
And she can't get it back – no she can't get it back

Jesus is in heaven and Mary's in the stable
But Candy's got nowhere to go to sleep
Her poppa's in the graveyard and her momma's back in Kansas
Praying to the angels of the weak
For Candy's soul to keep

Candy was a boy
Who never played no ball games
Missed out on every ride at the fair
Now she can't get it back – no she can't get it back

Candy feels the breeze
And heads out on the highway
No one's gonna miss her when she's gone
No they won't have her back – no they won't get her back