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