By his teens Hill was playing drums in local bands, and in 1951 he formed his own group, the House Rockers. After periods performing as drummer with Professor Longhair and then Huey "Piano" Smith, he formed a new version of the House Rockers in 1958, which enabled him to focus on singing with the band.
The origins of "Ooh Poo Pah Doo" reportedly lie with a local pianist known only as Big Four. Hill scribbled down the lyrics and melody, later fleshing it out with an intro cribbed from Dave Bartholomew. It was honed to a fine edge on stage, before Hill cut a demo that he shopped to local labels, finally recording a session at Cosimo Matassa's studio produced by Allen Toussaint. Upon its early 1960 release, it emerged as a favourite at Mardi Gras, eventually selling 800,000 copies on its way to cracking the Billboard R&B top five and the pop top 30.
Further recordings in New Orleans were less successful, and he moved to California to work with fellow New Orleans musicians including Harold Battiste and Mac Rebennack. In this period he wrote songs recorded by Ike and Tina Turner, Sonny and Cher, and Willie Nelson.
A 1972 solo album was unsuccessful, and he began to suffer financial difficulties exacerbated by a drinking problem. These problems continued after his return to New Orleans in 1977, and several benefit gigs did little to revive his personal or professional fortunes.
Candy
Jessie Hill Lyrics
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I taste just like candy..
.. so dance with me
Yo, now let me paint y'all a picture
Fox pimp hard, just quiet like a whisper - don't get it mixed up
Bad little sista; not bad meaning bad but
bad meaning good - DAM I'm so hood
It's hard to describe and
Being cocky is just a part of the vibe
I might stop and holla and pop my collar
Maybe a little conceited but that's always needed
Love attention when I'm passin by
See I show a little cleavage then I catch his eye
Just the thought of him eatin, I was outside soakin
Duke standin loc'in, mouth wide open
I walked over, lickin my lips
And adjustin my {tits} and switchin my hips
{Shit} he threw his hand on my waist
Looked in my face and said he wanna know how I taste
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
Now just imagine me nude, stretched out
I'll be all over the news if this gets out
So HOT that the press might ban me
Now how bad you wanna know if I'm sweeter then candy?
What would you risk? Would you put up the car?
Taste my na na in the rain on the hood of your car
Or the back of the plane, {nipples} all out
Bent over the sink with my panties in your mouth
When my dark skin complexion steps in
Won't take no questions to get him and the
thought of Fox give him an erection
to get real stiff at the sight of my {tits}
Now we can role play, you be the pilot
I'll be the stewardess boy I ain't knew to this
When I lay on my stomach and throw my legs back
Y'all probably won't know how to act
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I'm real sweet like a candy corn
I'm in your thoughts late night when your boys are gone
Picture me, t-shirt, no panties on
Or maybe topless, homie I'm priceless bwoy
The kind of girl that love to talk {shit}
'Specially when I'm on top - the whole show stop
Even though I'm sweet, ain't nuttin sweet
Let me know when you're ready to eat
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
I taste just like...
The song "Candy" by Jessie Hill is about a woman who compares herself to candy, stating that she tastes as sweet as candy and is as addictive as it. The lyrics describe her confidence and sexual prowess, with her provocatively teasing a man and describing sexual scenarios with him. The lyrics are sexual in nature but also describes her confidence and sassy personality.
The song's chorus repeats the line "I taste just like candy, so dance with me" which can have multiple meanings. The statement can be taken literally as if she tastes sweet or can be interpreted metaphorically as if her personality is as sweet as candy.
Overall, the song is about a woman who is aware of her sexual appeal, and is unapologetic about it. The lyrics are confident and playful, with the woman challenging the man to try and taste her sweet flavor.
Line by Line Meaning
I taste just like candy.. candy
The singer is describing herself as sweet and delicious like candy.
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
The singer invites the listener to dance with her because she is so sweet and irresistible.
Yo, now let me paint y'all a picture
The singer is introducing a story or scenario to the listener.
Fox pimp hard, just quiet like a whisper
The artist is describing herself as a skilled and discreet hustler (a 'fox pimp').
Bad little sista; not bad meaning bad but
bad meaning good - DAM I'm so hood
The artist is clarifying that when she says 'bad,' she means it in a positive, hip-hop sense.
You should see me in them jeans
It's hard to describe and
Being cocky is just a part of the vibe
The singer is boasting about how good she looks in her jeans and how her confidence and attitude are part of her irresistible charm.
I might stop and holla and pop my collar
Maybe a little conceited but that's always needed
The singer is acknowledging that she can come across as arrogant or conceited, but that this is simply part of her persona.
Love attention when I'm passin by
See I show a little cleavage then I catch his eye
The artist thrives on attention and uses her sexuality to get noticed.
Just the thought of him eatin, I was outside soakin
Duke standin loc'in, mouth wide open
The artist is describing how she gets turned on seeing a man aroused by her.
I walked over, lickin my lips
And adjustin my {tits} and switchin my hips
{Shit} he threw his hand on my waist
Looked in my face and said he wanna know how I taste
The artist is describing a sexual encounter where she uses her sensuality to entice and satisfy her partner.
Now just imagine me nude, stretched out
I'll be all over the news if this gets out
So HOT that the press might ban me
Now how bad you wanna know if I'm sweeter then candy?
The singer is teasing the listener with the idea of her being so sexy and scandalous that it would make headlines.
What would you risk? Would you put up the car?
Taste my na na in the rain on the hood of your car
Or the back of the plane, {nipples} all out
Bent over the sink with my panties in your mouth
The artist is exploring various sexual scenarios where she puts her partner's desire to the test.
When my dark skin complexion steps in
Won't take no questions to get him and the
thought of Fox give him an erection
to get real stiff at the sight of my {tits}
The singer is highlighting her physical attractiveness, particularly her dark skin and breasts, as things that turn men on.
Now we can role play, you be the pilot
I'll be the stewardess boy I ain't knew to this
When I lay on my stomach and throw my legs back
Y'all probably won't know how to act
The singer is suggesting a role-playing scenario where she takes charge and pleases her partner in a submissive position.
I'm real sweet like a candy corn
I'm in your thoughts late night when your boys are gone
Picture me, t-shirt, no panties on
Or maybe topless, homie I'm priceless bwoy
The kind of girl that love to talk {shit}
'Specially when I'm on top - the whole show stop
Even though I'm sweet, ain't nuttin sweet
Let me know when you're ready to eat
The singer is once again asserting her irresistible sweetness and sexiness, but also noting that she has confidence and can be dominant in the bedroom.
I taste just like candy.. so dance with me
The artist reiterates that she is sweet like candy and invites the listener to dance with her.
I taste just like...
The song ends with the artist trailing off, leaving the listener to imagine the sweet sensations she promises to provide.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Inga Marchand, Juan Cordova, Pharrell Williams, Charles Hugo
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