Excuses, excuses
Put ginger in juices
The tang is no bitter
Than apple is sweeter
Excuses, excuses
Make them for me
Don't lie them, tell
The sweet she is bitter
For loving and waiting
Excuses, excuses
Make them write you
Don't stay in the one place
The tang, it's the apple
Left in the sun
Excuses, excuses
Squeeze dinner from juices
Life for a living
Pleased not forgiving
The humble have fallen
The desperate are stalling
Hopeless it seems
When an apple rots and goes unnoticed.
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