Sold her soul to the devil then
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 and save her
And she can't get it back
No, she can't get it back
Her papa's in the graveyard,
and her mama's back in Kansas
Prayin' to the angels of the East
Candy was a boy who never
Missed out on every ride in the fair
Now she can't get it back
No, she can't get it back
And heads out on the highway
Lord, they won't have her back
Lord, they won't get her back
Jason out for candy round the sun
So where are all the saints?
Where are all the angels?
Why does every day a living hell?
but can't afford the burial
And mama doesn't want her,
She's gonna ride out on the beltway
Take the road until she disappears
And they won't get her back
No, they won't get her back
No, they won't get her back
Oh, no, they won't get her
I don't get it, I don't get it
I can't get it, I can 't get it