Robbie Williams - Candy: chords

A#
I was there to witness
Candice's inner business
     Gm
She wants the boys to notice
Her rainbows, and her ponies
 A#
She was educated
But could not count to ten
             Gm
How she got lots of different horses
By lots of different men
And I say

A#
Liberate your sons and daughters
     Gm
The bush is high
But in the hole there's water
A#
You can get some, when they give it
Gm                  D#      F
Nothing sacred, but it's a living

Chorus:
A#
Hey ho here she goes
          Gm
Either a little too high or a little too low
     D#
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy

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 bush is high but in the hole there's water
As you will, she'll be the whole of the law
And if it don't feel good
What are you doing it for
Now tell me

Chorus:
Hey, ho, here she goes
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 goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy

Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high but in the hole there's water
As you will, she'll be the whole of the law
And if you don't feel good
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for

Chorus:
Hey, ho, here she goes
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 goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
Got a hurricane at the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy

Hey, ho, here she goes
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 goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
Got a hurricane at the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy