David Wilcox
Bad Apple

Some people call me a bad apple
Well i may be bruised
But i still taste sweet
Some people call me a bad apple
But i may be the sweetest apple on the tree

Ive got the notion to tell you about
My history, people
Ive got the notion to tell you about
How i came up in the world
(now look)
I used to go to school and act a clown and fool
And i used to chase the ladies all around (gimme some)
I used to spend my money and tried actin' funny
Until i hit my nose on the ground (ow!)

Some people call me a bad apple
Well i may be bruised
But i still taste sweet
Some people call me a bad apple
But i may be the sweetest apple on the tree

Now my teacher tried to tell me
That i could never succeed in the world of buis-ness, yeah
I said that's okay teacher, hmm hmm
Cuz i never did wanna give anybody the buis-ness, no
But teacher listen, teacher..! TEACHER..!
We got a message for ya'll, it goes like this teacher...
Look teacher, you egghead, you think you got the world sorted out
You never did learn how to treat a man...
You need to eat a slice of humble pie!
And the longer you wait, the worst it's gonna taste

Some people call me a bad apple
Well i may be bruised
But i still taste sweet
Some people call me a bad apple
But i may be the sweetest apple on the tree

Its my time, hey!
I want everybody to listen to me now
Its my time, hey!
And i want everybody to listen to me now
Look, listen to the record

I'll admit i have been lazy
And i've been called crazy
In my time i've played and played
But i can get down and quit foolin' around
When the weather gets rough
Situation gets tough..

Some people call me a bad apple
Well i may be bruised
But i still taste sweet
Some people call me a bad apple
But i may be the sweetest apple on the tree

I may be the sweetest sweet apple on the tree
I may be the sweetest sweet apple on the tree


Mirror lyrics:

I may be the sweetest sweet apple on the tree
I may be the sweetest sweet apple on the tree

But i may be the sweetest apple on the tree
Some people call me a bad apple
But i still taste sweet
Well i may be bruised
Some people call me a bad apple

Situation gets tough..
When the weather gets rough
But i can get down and quit foolin' around
In my time i've played and played
And i've been called crazy
I'll admit i have been lazy

Look, listen to the record
And i want everybody to listen to me now
Its my time, hey!
I want everybody to listen to me now
Its my time, hey!

But i may be the sweetest apple on the tree
Some people call me a bad apple
But i still taste sweet
Well i may be bruised
Some people call me a bad apple

And the longer you wait, the worst it's gonna taste
You need to eat a slice of humble pie!
You never did learn how to treat a man...
Look teacher, you egghead, you think you got the world sorted out
We got a message for ya'll, it goes like this teacher...
But teacher listen, teacher..! TEACHER..!
Cuz i never did wanna give anybody the buis-ness, no
I said that's okay teacher, hmm hmm
That i could never succeed in the world of buis-ness, yeah
Now my teacher tried to tell me

But i may be the sweetest apple on the tree
Some people call me a bad apple
But i still taste sweet
Well i may be bruised
Some people call me a bad apple

Until i hit my nose on the ground (ow!)
I used to spend my money and tried actin' funny
And i used to chase the ladies all around (gimme some)
I used to go to school and act a clown and fool
(now look)
How i came up in the world
Ive got the notion to tell you about
My history, people
Ive got the notion to tell you about

But i may be the sweetest apple on the tree
Some people call me a bad apple
But i still taste sweet
Well i may be bruised
Some people call me a bad apple


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