Apple Mary

Lyrics

Apple Mary makes me feel like candy When she's kissing me high Bowling ball dancing on an army bird highway She's got apple pie eyes They glow in the dark down in Central Park Upon the Fourth of July In my skull the fireworks fly You and me inside a plastic tree We're drinking cellophane tea While Pluto-man has got his head in the sand He's looking too much like me Orantugan-bangatang is eating a boomerang And you excite me When you lie back on the wet carpet floor Apple Mary don'tcha makе me your King Kong I've got eyеs made of flies Buzzing and busting while our aging is rusting On the Fourth of July While apples are smashing in a cyclotron ding-dong You are kissing the sky Making it all the time, you're going to blow my mind [?] You say, follow me high Clipping the skin upon the crack of dawn fancy You say, follow me lie Orangutan-bangatang is killing his boomerang And you excite me I would die for just one night with you Apple Mary don'tcha make me your fun-funk Apple Mary turns me into her fun-funk Apple Mary turns me into her fun-funk Apple Mary