Butterfingers Apple Tree
Judo Judy gotta go cause she never wasn't old to realize Small tiny petty little ox-fly could upset the rain I woke up again As I an the smile on my face the feeling is great And I would do anything but just.... Don't sit under the apple tree I can't do anything for free All I want just you and me So don't sit under the apple tree Jaggle Wringgle joggle jolt everyboby not at fault a-la-mort till you dot Balck wood ebony catapult what you got up your sleave belongs all to me Ding dong hammer on new sing-a-longs lingo 'bout the meter half of one Hush hush bitter sweet alignings trying to get used I filled up my skin