Judy
Judy
I call to you today
I hope that Buffalo's not grey
Judy
The cold can make you sad ways
The light can heal
So foul, so foul
I will want you with [?]
And I hope and I pray
That I can meet you there someday
Judy
Judy
Judy

Judy
To me, your candy maker [?]
And while you're busy poking holes
Judy
I called you from my liquorice eyes
My liquorice eyes
Devour, devour
Turn them into liquorice mouths
That I can wear
I called you [?] liquorice hair
Judy
Judy
Judy
Judy
Judy
Your candy stealing skill
And I shaved and I did bleed again
Judy
I see boys has got their eyes
And I have some fears
That crawl, that crawl
[?] from your candy house
And I do pray
That I will meet you on my way
Judy
Judy
Judy