Tasting candy like this brings me back.
Penny candy from the corner store when a dollar went far.
We used to scrounge for pennies in the couch.
All it took were pennies to satisfy us then.
Now things cost so much more.
I wish I could find love in my couch.
If love could be bought at the corner store,
we'd all be happy.
Pennies for that familiar feel.
Nickles for the tingle down your spine.
What would it cost for you to be mine?
I'm off to bed to dream of Candy.
I'll see you at the corner store
my love,
my sweet,
my candy...
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