Let It Roll — VELVET REVOLVER

She's the one with lips like candy, candy Like a dog well I'm a coming running She got eyes that burn right through me, through me She told me her name calls herself candy, candy

Can't burn her out of my head Drink her off of my mind Let it roll Let it roll

She got a head that makes you think more of her She got hairs that makes you want more of it Lipstick smile that tastes of cherry brandy She's more than quite insane that makes you want her badly

Can't burn her out of my head Drink her off of my mind Can't burn her out of my head Drink her off of my mind Let it roll Candy-o Candy, candy, candy, candy, candy-o

Can't burn her out of my head Drink her off of my mind Candy, candy, candy, candy, candy-o Let it roll Candy-o Let it roll Candy-o Let it roll Candy-o