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BARENAKED LADIES >> Merchandise Links
BARENAKED LADIES
These Apples Words & Music by Ed Robertson A friend brought me flowers, she said they were lilacs But I've never been good with plants Her next presentation, a new dictionary She'd circled the word "romance" So enthusiastic, a little bit drastic I shaved her name in my head And as she beheld it, she said I misspelled it; Need more be said! Chorus: These apples are delicious! "As a matter of fact they are," she said Can all this fruit be free? She wrote me a letter as big as a phonebook I've never been big on mail I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethebridge And wondered if it still went by rail I've never been frightened of being enlightened But some things can go too far Though sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar, You get what my meanings are Chorus I'm not trying to sing a love song -- I'm trying to sing in tune. I know I am sometimes headstrong Falling love, catching fire -- I want to be consumed Wondering will I ever tire, will I ever tire! Chorus
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