Sweet Sin of Fudge Rounds

[Verse] In the rolling hills, north of Richmond Where the rich men live, their pockets swollen (oh-oh) There's a secret sin, hidden from sight It's not gold or diamonds, but a sweet delight [Verse 2] Fudge Rounds, oh they tempt the soul With their chocolatey goodness, they take control (mmm-mmm) From the fields to the towns, they spread their hold A sweet temptation, with a story untold [Chorus] Oh, Fudge Rounds, the root of all evil They'll take your money and your freedom, don't you see? From the small town diner to the big city streets Fudge Rounds, the sweet sin that we can't defeat