Apple on a stick

29 juni 2019 Een reactie plaatsen

Songtekst Apple on a stick

Apple on a stick
Makes me sick
Makes my heart beat two forty six
Not because it’s dirty,
Not because it’s clean,
Just because you kissed a boy behind a magazine!
Boys, girls having fun
Here comes Johnny with a pickle up his bum,
He can wiggle he can wobble
He can even do the splits
But I betcha 10 dollars
He can’t do this;
Close your eyes and count to ten,
If you muck it up you’re a big fat hen
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10…

Versie 2
Apple on a stick
Makes me sick
Makes my heart go two-four-six
Not because you’re dirty
Not because you’re clean
Not because you kissed a boy behind a magazine!
Girls, boys, having fun
Here comes a cat with an annoying hum
It can suibble
It can squabble
It can even do the splits But
I betcha, I betcha
You can’t do this
Close your eyes and count to 10
And If you stuff it up you’re a big fat hen
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10…
You didn’t stuff it up, so you’re my best friend!

Versie 3
Apple on a stick,
Makes me sick,
Makes my heart beat 2-fourty six
Not because you’re dirty,
Not because you’re clean
Just because you kissed a boy behind the magazine
Girls, girls, wanna have some fun?
Here comes Suzy with her hoop skirt on
She can wibble
She can wobble
She can do the splits
But I betcha ten dollars
She can’t do this;
Close your eyes and count to ten
If you miss you start again
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10…