David Wilcox Lyrics
"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