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'Cause I've been to Majorca, and by that's a corker
I've been to Pompeii and Herico-alanium
The French Riviera, where the ladies are barer
I've even

and the uncomfortable feeling of what might be in the back pocket of the rucksack
Or the apple that fell down the back of the bed
Feet sink into the concrete
Still wet

The feelings butterflies and you're the sweetest thing babe apple of my eye
Puh puh perfect perfect perfect
So fucking perfect yea
So what the distance is I'm

ABBA Undeleted

ABBA

Thank You for the Music [Box]

1995

(b. andersson, b. ulvæus)
Scaramouche
(instrumental)

Varför ska det vara så seriöst för, alltid?
Nä, I england

The Way We Swing

Digital Underground

This Is an EP Release

1991

The drums are ringin with the serious tone
Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone
Ah MC's, you like the way we swing
Well listen close and make sure you

wanting love
But I can count the ways I wanted you
I can't believe you'd want me too
I play guitar and say your name again
Fiona, come over now
I know

Rushing Elephants

Wu-Tang Clan

8 Diagrams [Clean]

2007

followed by the mark of Zorro
Plus A, not for apple but I pack an apple
Shorty try to buck back and knock me off the saddle

Caramel, pecan, sundae,

back up in the IG
Talking for a day no way that you were really like me
You like me? A sympathetic devil with the eye thing
Red over the body other

You’re my honeybunch, sugar plum,
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin
You’re my sweetie pie
You’re my cuppycake,
Gumdrop, snoogums-boogums
You’re the apple of my eye

a minute that’s the only thing you wanted from me
gah dam
smack those who couldn’t catch flows
all your lines are stolen
wheres your backbone
influence is

lost
until we all are found
the paradox of walking on water looking for solid ground
perfect from the start but we blinded by the ignorance
the purpose

yes you're the one
I knew when I met you what a
Break it was to get you
We're goin' hoppin' (Hop)
We're goin' hoppin' today
Where things are poppin'

Indianapolis in the summertime
There's no such thing as Dr. Seuss
Disneyland, Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
God didn't make the little green apples
And it don't

From the moment I caught your vibe
It was two worlds collide
Girls like you are hard to find
You got a soul so divine
You don't know what you do

apple El Camino
Never said goodbye, two fadin' taillights
Disappearin' down that interstate
If this lonely cowboy could have his way

You'd put that

summertime
Wasting time, may we all stay a little more longer
If we were vampires, no such thing as a broken heart
Love triangle legends, either way, I'm yours

barn, barn, barn)
Not the candy, the real thing, don't ask where I got it
(Barn, barn, barn, barn, barn, barn, barn, barn)
I went down to the Goodwill

when the apple swinging low
Odds are I'm betraying your wishes, and I ain't even know 
I'm Judas wit the shit, you been eluding to this shit
Life ain't

the abstract
Leak a whole world of knowledge
Ode to the brain that's been polished by the velvet cloth of the giants
Roaming the earth way before the dawn

when all of us are the same
Sometimes, the places we grow up in are the ones to blame,
No opportunities, the only thing to do’s degrading other people,

the world
When we use our asses in the way
That Nicki has been using her ass
When they are not the accent in a
Video but the point of it

And most of all,

Are you ready
Alright, let's go
Yo, yo what’s been going on lately
I’ve been battling some things that have been trying to break me
Family problems,

Little Green Apples

Lester Lanin

Narrowing the Generation Gap

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

In Your Mind (Altered States)

Prince Paul

Psychoanalysis: What Is It?

1996

noticed! What the FUCK are you hauling, assbreath?

(Apples.)

How's your fuckin' FUCKED up (ramano?), Paul?...

(He's asleep in the cab.)

Every time you