Lyrics:
Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah
Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah
Underneath that tree
There's just gonna be you and me
Underneath
Apples to oranges
Apples to oranges
You cant compare me
You dont know my origin
Apples to oranges
Apples to oranges
Yeah
Get yo fuckin feet up
Whats
Baby´s in the kitchen, rattles her pans
sitting on the couch feeling good again
and do the Apple Street Boogie
do the Apple Street Boogie
do
apple pie a la mode
Lullaby love
Where have you been all of my life?
Your chocolate covered, strawberry, apple pie a la mode
Tell me your dreams
Touch my Adam's apple
(I'm gonna bake you some)
Touch my Adam's apple
(I'm gonna bake you some)
Touch my Adam's apple
(I'm gonna bake you apple
You can pick your nose
You can pick your friends
Why not pick an apple instead
Apple, apple, apple, apple picking is for me
Apple, apple, apple
let's shake hands and start again
Time to set the hatred free show the world we're not skin deep
Bad apples let's shake the poison from this tree
Bad
In the Apple Orchard
Underneath a Tree
There You Will Find A
Ladder holding Me
A Basket in my left hand
Apple in my Right
Mouth Full of Fruit, What
Apples and bananas
I'm 'bout to go bananas
Graduated from the color
Bruce Banner baby
Miss me with that banter flaky
We praisin' Hosanna
He made our
Adam and Eve were underneath the tree
Running wild and free as can be
And it's shine up your apple, take another bite
Shine up your apple, take
the stew to me rice ha
You are the apple of me eye
I gat my missing ribs in you ha
All am missing is in you ha
Love is mystery yhe ha
You are the apple of me
Dashing through the fields, at Apple Hill we'll go
In Norfolk County, where lavender blooms in rows
Since 1906, this beautiful farm has thrived
at the troop train
Smiling a brave goodbye
But where were you when we came home
To claim our apple pie
Oh where's our apple pie, my friends?
Where's our apple
the butchers and the bakers
In the supermarket stores
Getting everything she wants from
The supermarket stores apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Cornering
Slowly let me tell you a story of a tree
An apple tree
Once in a summertime garden lived a little apple tree
And the man who owned it wanted
Some people call me a bad apple
Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet
Some people call me a bad apple
But I may be the sweetest apple
Slowly let me tell you a story of a tree
An apple tree
Once in a summertime garden lived a little apple tree
And the man who owned it wanted
You can be my, my, my, my, my
You can be my, my, my, my, my
You can be- be, be
You can be my, my, my, my, my
You can
Be
You're my apple pie
You're my
apple red kisses
Candy apple red lips
The taste of love he's missing
The kind of love she gives
Candy Apple red kisses
Candy Apple red kisses
I can tell
I'm just an apple on the ground
Who's at war for the tree
I'm a soldier for her love
But the one I fight is me
Just an apple on the ground
Who wants
Can who hear you? Nah, then what was you saying
I said, was the problem the apple
Yes. Yeah, the problem was the apple
Why
Why? Well, it all started
right, a love this tight
Never had a love so fine
Baby, it's so divine but you want too much time
You can't go on
Eating away at my apple heart
You
You're sophisticated
I think I'm naive
Well, let's play the game that way
Yes, that's what I believe
An apple for the teacher
That seems
were leanin' in, I didn't stop you
So innocent
Then I ate the apple
And kissed you, bit into the mystery
And everything just started to unravel
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