Cristina Vee, Morgan Berry, AmaLee - Candy Store (From ”Heathers”) lyrics

Lookin' hot buying stuff they can not
(I like) drinking hard
Maxing dad's credit card

(I like) skippin' gym
Scarin' her screwin' him
(I like) killer clothes
Kickin' nerds in the nose!

If you lack the balls you can go play dolls
Let your mommy fix you a snack (whoa)

Or you could come smoke
Pound some rum and coke
In my Porsche with the quarterback
(whoa, whoa, whoa)

Honey what you waitin' for?
Welcome to my candy store
Time for you to prove you're not a loser
Anymore and step into my candy store

Guys fall at your feet
Pay the check help you cheat
All you have to do say goodbye to Shamu
That freak's not your friend
I can tell in thе end if she had your shot
She would lеave you to rot

Course if you don't care
Fine, go braid her hair
Maybe Sesame Street is on (whoa)

Or forget that creep and get in my jeep
Let's go tear up
Someone's lawn (whoa, whoa, whoa)

Honey what you waitin' for?
Welcome to my candy store
You just gotta prove you're not a pussy
Anymore and step into my candy store
You can join the team
Or you can bitch and moan
You can live the dream or you can die alone
You can fly with eagles or if you prefer
Keep on testing me and end up like her!

Veronica, look!
Ram invited me to his homecoming party!
This proves he's been thinking about me!
Color me stoked i'm so happy!

Honey what you waitin' for?
Shut up, Heather! Step into my candy store
Time for you to prove you're not a lame-ass
Anymore and step into my candy store
It's my candy store it's my candy
It's my candy store it's my candy
It's my candy store it's my candy store!