California red sauce sip it with the boss hoss
You charge the nut to the bolt and the volt to the bolt hoss
Beautiful cranium reflected in titanium
Have you seen the dead man in the man-made aquarium
Well he's drifting moving grooving hanky panky
But the Freakinstein hips make the air smell like candy
Candy
Candy
Candy
Candy, ah!
Emily the great put her hand in the
paint, and then she ate 4 dollars in change
Freakinstein caught her the daughter
marauder and those things were never the same
Sharp as a hornet with a matching suit and tie
But the Freakinstein hips make the young girls cry for my
Candy
Candy
Candy
Candy, Ah!
Ooo Freaky dude, freaky dude
Ah, he's got lights on his shoes, on his shoes
I freaky guy, freaky guy
Ah he's making all the big girls cry, uh-huh
Smell so sweet, so so sweet
Gives the girls he's walking by a treat, ow!
Candy
Candy
Candy
Candy, ah!
Candy
Candy
Candy
Candy, ah!
He's alive, oh!
Candy
Candy
Candy
Candy, ah!
Freaky freaky Freakinstein master of disguise
freak creepin in the shadows but you don't have to hide
Yourself you see from the eyes of the world
This life in your oyster and you are the pearl
(Freakinstein, Freakinstein, Freakinstein, Freakinstein)
Now all you freaks listen up now
don't let the big boys push you around
We all weird sisters let's hear you speak
Come on dudes enter the freak