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Lyrics
Candy smiles and straightens up a painting of a mouse
Satisfied, she canters back to the trendy metal stool
Seven hours and no one's even wandered in to browse
One more hour of watching, waiting
Dreams of all the guys she's dating
Candy plays it cool
All day she keeps it bottled up inside
At night she bursts into flame
Candy
Candy's on fire
Candy
Candy's on fire
Candy throws her jacket on the retro leather chair
Switches on the disco music seriously loud
Pours a gin and tonic while deciding what to wear
No more watching, no more waiting
Now it's time for celebrating
Candy's going out
Candy
Candy's on fire
Candy
Candy's on fire
Candy rounds the corner just in time to open up
Creepy man is waiting with a coffee and a grin
Offers her a pastry and a flimsy plastic cup
Every morning he's been waiting
Even though he's irritating
Candy lets him in
Locked inside the gallery
Candy crossed the line
Playing with too much creepy fire
Now Candy's burning out
Candy
Candy's on fire
Candy
Candy's on fire
