Bittersweet

They walk into the candy store down the street Linda and her sitter, both wanting something sweet To eat Linda is five and blond and petit Her sitter, Angel is exactly five feet Linda thinks Angel is neat Linda reaches for a Hershey's bar Angel's eye on her, she doesn't let her get far Laughing, har de har har Angel searches for chocolate with a bite She diligently keeps Linda in sight Somethings are worth protecting with all your might Linda is the light Angel knows right And teaches Linda to avoid the wrong fight Angel finds the kind she was looking for Dark and rich and smooth enough to pour Linda doesn't like this type, so Angel will have more Sharing is fine But sometimes its all mine Is the best line Back outside Linda smells the pine Angel reads the road sign In a couple of hours it will be time to dine