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Michael Geddes/The Idiomatics
2009
January 19, 2010
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MP3 5.8 MB  •  128 kbps bitrate  •  6:18 minutes
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Verse I: Last time I saw you Thought you was a dream Lips as red as apple skin With your eyes brown like the seeds I can still remember You looking back at me Must of fell from heaven From your apple seeds Chorus: Got the thing that I want You hold it in your hands I want a bight of the apple I want to be your man You make me feel so hot You make me feel so bold Why do we need rules Why must we always Do as we are told? Verse II: I won't ware these clothes Even though its decreed You still dress so sexy With that low-cut dress that you made Knowledge is bliss Im glad that I found out If I didnt I would be Playing a harp Out on a cloud Chorus: Got the thing that I want You hold it in your hands I want a bight of the apple I want to be your man You make me feel so hot You make me feel so bold Why do we need rules Why must we always Do as we are told?
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