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good and bad Yes b’y The growlers won the game - Yes b’y I just saw Alan Doyle - Yes b’y The Caplan are rolling - Yes b’y Mudders got bake apples - Yes
Uh yeah Jones, uh Now we set them presidents, to get them presidents Over the ones that are dead, we'll put guns to your head Put dots on your loaf
The apple might leave But it always comes back as a hardened tree Leave 'em in the sunshine It's all by perfect design The heart of man bleeds But
made that way And if that ain't lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
made that way And if that ain't lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
are isolated Why don't we share ideas? No man is an island Instead we're pioneers 21 years equals To twenty one thousand tears Apple of my eye You're
the good news is you won't have to cheat 'Cuz you'll be living all by yourself I don't even know why I'm arguing with you There's no way you'll ever know
the blue Woman you super, not like the glue I'm tryna make you the apple of my eyes No iPhone get in the way of you and I wanna To see the truth I closed
want to take this serious Joining up the dots I’m painting by numbers My thunder never stops Watercolour dreaming of abundance By the way the universe
the Milky Way My soft brown hair glowing in God's pure white light Fantasies came true by the apple tree near the cross that stood right by In the name
Turn the receiver back on, Kiki stay repeatin' Apple Watch sends boom bap, BPM ain't 90 Multiply that by two, ask how I'm alive g Habumbupbupbuhbuh,
I was down looking for a way to breakthrough Tired of sleeping on the floor I had to make moves Now I'm thumbing through these presidents all blue
see with the breeze if my sight gives out Only way leave this place is if I write things down
No days go by, that I'm not thinking of you And no way can I, forget the things you do No days go by, that I'm not thinking of you And no way can
The Bad Seeds often sang 'Come on home, Sydney Cindy' -Maurice Wish I was an apple dangling from a tree Every time you'd pass me by you'd take a bite of me
poolside at the Delano If you, too, flow like you was out of your mind yo 'Cause who knew dude that loved apple pies from McDonald's Would soon be
I used to be the apple of your eye I had yo with me every day, But now whenever you are passing by You're always looking the other way It's
Brainiacs: No, no, no, noooooooooo No, no, no Stick to the stuff you know It is better by far To keep things as they are Don't mess with the flow, no no Stick
homework. [Brainiacs:] No, no, no, noooooooooo No, no, no Stick to the stuff you know It is better by far To keep things as they are Don't mess with
to dey do proper thing Hunn hun I just dey run my race Steady hustling I swear no delay Na why I dey hustle my way So I swear I gats to make this money
to stay Let me be your man of war I'll take on every single battle The tree has bore some rotten fruit I'm poisoned by the apple Broken clocks are right
away at what I say when you ask How are thing? There's apple trees and sugar snap peas And lazy afternoons And bittersweet hope that they won't end too
way Tell every thought in your mind that would say something different Every word that tells you you don't fit You are who He says you are Who your
Some things just too good to be true Learned the hard way, not to let it hurt you No matter how well your virtue Say it with me one time Good girls hurt
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