Oh, it’s her again, my candy queen, The Bunny brute with a temper mean! She cracks, she kicks, she hits so fine, But I still beat her—every time! (chanting): He still beat her! Every time! He still beat her! Every time! You brought some friends to dance and die, A little doll with demon eyes! A tasty treat, all gooey and new, Tell me, sweets—did she melt for you? (chanting): Oh, naughty! So gooey! So sticky! So true! Now let’s not pout, let’s make it fun! Let’s mix some blood with bubblegum! I’ll crush your bones to powdered glaze— And serve what’s left in parfaits! (chanting): Parfaits! Parfaits! Blood and sugar every day! You thought you’d run, you thought you’d hide, But my darling, you left your pride inside! Still packing heat, still full of flair, But you’re sweeter broken, I swear~ So swing that sword, my lapine knight, Let’s make this mess a sugar fight! The stage is set, the crowd’s in place, Now dance for me—let’s set the pace! (chanting): Dance, dance, sugar trance! Candy queen, won’t stand a chance! (softly, almost tender): You taste like fury… and I like that spice. Stay for the encore, won’t you, honeybite?
