Unwrap me like a candy bar,
Peel my mind back, stretch it far.
Chocolate is what I taste like,
But vanilla is my preferred type.
Be my graham cracker, I'll be your marshmallow,
It won't be long until we say hello.
Push me hard, shove me into a brand new world,
In this place we can eat our hearts' out, girl.
Take me to Candy Land,
So I can bury you in the sugar sand.
Beds made out of cherry tops,
Kiss me until you hit the spot.
Gummy bear soldiers to fill our every whim,
We're in a place where we can sin.
I'm edible, you're edible, let's eat,
Your artificial skin will taste great between my teeth.
Sugar rush going through my mind,
I lick and lick until there's no more sour slime.
You'll soon be a fan,
Just give me a chance to show you Candy Land.
You smell like pixie stick,
Breathing you in until I get sick.
Taste like a tootsie roll,
Your sweetness I almost stole.
We can be a batch of Sour Patch Kids minus the nice,
Naughty all night to be precise.
Those Twizzlers legs, let me see them move,
Your gumdrop eyes are so smooth.
Take me to Candy Land,
So I can bury you in the sugar sand.
Beds made out of cherry tops,
Kiss me until you hit the spot.
Gummy bear soldiers to fill our every whim,
We're in a place where we can sin.
I'm edible, you're edible, let's eat,
Your artificial skin will taste great between my teeth.
Sugar rush going through my mind,
I lick and lick until there's no more sour slime.
You'll soon be a fan,
Just give me a chance to show you Candy Land.
You tell me I'm sweet,
So give me a treat.
Just one taste is all I ask,
Be a bit bitter and sour, I like the sass.
Touch my face, let me feel those sugar lips,
I'll fondle your rock-candy hips.
Willy Wonka owned a chocolate factory,
So Candy Land is all for you and me.
Take me to Candy Land,
So I can bury you in the sugar sand.
Beds made out of cherry tops,
Kiss me until you hit the spot.
Gummy bear soldiers to fill our every whim,
We're in a place where we can sin.
I'm edible, you're edible, let's eat,
Your artificial skin will taste great between my teeth.
Sugar rush going through my mind,
I lick and lick until there's no more sour slime.
You'll soon be a fan,
Just give me a chance to show you Candy Land.