Ima Robot - Apples lyrics

Im a (bachelor) On my back Thats my cup of Most like Sex in a wristband Happen on (crisp) with the (kiss) man And predicts (Blue) for bedtime Thats when things fall apart yeah This before you make me a martyr Hope youre a cool jump starter I feel like myself again Yeah yeah yeah Spike, Tina and I We sink our teeth in apples of red And when we start asking why We all sink teeth in apples of red Ooh she sparks when she walks on by Shes a well-cut gem to the eye Proof that good things come from the sky Well, shes marvelous fun And she gets my soda Gets my taco Gets my shotgun to go Yeah we sink our teeth in When its bleedin Makes for a wonderful show Spike, Tina and I Sink our teeth in apples of red And when we start asking why We sink our teeth in apples of red Mm-hmm mm-hmm mm-hmmm Oh, I feel like myself again Yes yes (But feel cold) Spike, Tina and I Sink our teeth in apples of red And when we start asking why We sink our teeth in apples of red Spike, Tina and I Sink our teeth in apples of red And when we start asking why We sink our teeth in apples of red Spike, Tina and I Sink our teeth in apples of red And when we start asking why We sink our teeth in apples of red Oh oh oh I feel like myself again