Sweet Apple Pie Lyrics

Sweet Apple Pie lyrics



Well I got nice shoes and a heart of gold. I never let the wining get out of
control. When I'm boozing I takes my time. It ain't ya turn kid so wait in
line. Yo! Kick that number that we did up in Reno when we stepped on the stage
in our shark skin chinos, nothing but c-notes getting played at the tables, I
knew the winning horses before they left the stables, met a boogie woogie show
girl named marla mable on our first date I bought her gold cable she was a
winner a real fine dinner she could turn this old pro back into a beginner. She
did a burlesque number made a brother wanna settle down, we'd get together ever
summer when I's in town. She was a crazy dame with a lazy eye, her claim to
fame was getting drunk and high. But her bedroom voice was killing me softly, I
started melting like a mister softy, but behind every skirt there's a scandal,
so I pack a black colt with a pearl handle.These friggin cold ass benches at
the dog track are enough to give a guy a severe hemmrhoid jesus friggin christ
attack I spilt moxie over my favorite white farrah slacks wee small hours
gaining on brockton's own neck and neck around the outside lap would you
believe this crap? lets mosie on back to my suburban palace and relax. Wo wo
wo. Sweet summer time cooling out on the breezeway in my back yard I got a
great view of the i128 freeway. Let's retire into the den my friend for some
crackers and a couple of shafers. You know what really sucks about being short,
I gotta get all my suit pants tapered, I got this one great tan suit and from a
distance they tell me it makes me look naked