Apples

At night, I can't stand
You walkin' around like that

I can't figure out these days which way
You're goin'

And I
I can't follow you around
I can't follow you around
Like a puppy dog

But now
We're here
And I'm a little uneasy because
It's going down, down down down

Down in the ring tonight

Who's that boy you're
You're trying to fight?

Oh I'm not trying to fight tonight but
Oh I'm not trying to fight tonight

There's a matador
And he's knocking at your front door
Who's gonna let him in
This time

Oh I can say honestly that it (honestly?)
It won't be me no it won't be
Me, me, me, me

Oh, honey
Oh sugar
My honeydew
Watermelon, peaches

Peaches and the apples that you pick
For your fruit

Yeah you know that there's no, such thing
As a balanced diet, these days

So

Just take it in
Then take it out
Chew me up and swallow
Swallow me down

Swallow me down
Swallow me down
Swallow me down
Swallow me down

Down, down, down, down, down

Ooo

Down down down
Down down down

Yeah I, I can't stand
You walkin' around like that

Now I know, now I know
Exactly where you're goin

And it's okay it's okay it's okay I can be
Sweet anyway
Sweet anyway
Apple a day, apple a day is aye a day
An apple a day keeps my, baby away