The heathers - Candy store 'Course if you don't care
Fine! Go braid her hair
I like! Lookin' hot
Maybe Sesame Street is on
Buying stuff they cannot
Woah!
I like! Drinkin' hard
Or forget that creep
Maxin' Dad's credit card
And get in my jeep
I like! Skippin' gym, Scaring her Let's go tear up someone's lawn
Screwing him Woah! Woah! Woah!
I like! Killer clothes, Kickin' nerds in the
nose! Honey, whatchu waitin' for?
Welcome to my candy store
If you lack the balls You just gotta prove
You can go play dolls You're not a pussy anymore
Let your mommy fix you a snack Woah! Then step into my candy store
Or you could come smoke You can join the team
Pound some rum and coke Or you can bitch and moan
In my Porsche with the quarterback You can live the dream
Woah! Woah! Woah! Or you can die alone
You can fly with eagles
Or if you prefer
Honey, whatchu waitin' for?
Keep on testing me
Welcome to my candy store
And end up like her!
Time for you to prove
You're not a loser anymore
Veronica, look! Ram invited me to his
Then step into my candy store
homecoming party! This proves he's been
Guys fall At your feet thinking about me!
Pay the check, Help you cheat
Color me stoked!
All you Have to do I'm so happy!
Say goodbye to Shamu Woah!
That freak's
Not your friend Honey, whatchu waiting fo—
I can tell in the end Shut up, Heather!
Step into my candy store!
If she, Had your shot
Time for you to prove
She would leave you to rot!
You're not a lame ass anymore!
Oooh woah! Woah oh oh!
Then step into my candy store!