Commentary: The muse started running "Candy" through my head not long after I woke up, which as long-time readers will recall is my favorite way of selecting the R.B.D.S.O.T.D.
"Hey! Ho! Here she go,
Either a little too high or a little too low,
Got no self-esteem and vertigo,
'Cause she thinks she's made of candy.
"Hey! Ho! Here she go,
Either a little too loud or a little too close,
Got a hurricane in the back of her throat,
'Cause she thinks she's made of candy…"
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