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Apples

Im a (bachelor)

On my back

Thats my cup of

Most like

Sex in a wristband

Happen on (crisp) with the (kiss) man

And predicts

(Blue) for bedtime

Thats when things fall apart yeah

This before you make me a martyr

Hope youre a cool jump starter

I feel like myself again

Yeah yeah yeah

Spike, Tina and I

We sink our teeth in apples of red

And when we start asking why

We all sink teeth in apples of red

Ooh she sparks when she walks on by

Shes a well-cut gem to the eye

Proof that good things come from the sky

Well, shes marvelous fun

And she gets my soda

Gets my taco

Gets my shotgun to go

Yeah we sink our teeth in

When its bleedin

Makes for a wonderful show

Spike, Tina and I

Sink our teeth in apples of red

And when we start asking why

We sink our teeth in apples of red

Mm-hmm mm-hmm mm-hmmm

Oh, I feel like myself again

Yes yes

(But feel cold)

Spike, Tina and I

Sink our teeth in apples of red

And when we start asking why

We sink our teeth in apples of red

Spike, Tina and I

Sink our teeth in apples of red

And when we start asking why

We sink our teeth in apples of red

Spike, Tina and I

Sink our teeth in apples of red

And when we start asking why

We sink our teeth in apples of red

Oh oh oh

I feel like myself again