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I got so excited
When I saw you for the first time
You were fresh and inviting
Perfectly enticing yeah
In the most distinctive hue of crisp white linen kissed with blue
All polished and sophisticated the finest specimen

Oh oh where had you been
Iʼd searched between the leaves to no avail
Iʼd sat beneath the trees
Hoping the sky would send me something so delicious

Like apples and onions
Like whisky and wine
Some are just born beautiful
And some need time to
Find out what theyʼre made of
And where they belong like apples and onions

You wonʼt recognize me
When you see what Iʼve become from scrappy little fisherman
To juicy little plum
From knotted hair and bruised up knees
To lips so sweet theyʼd make the bees
Swarm around with jealousy
You never saw this side of me

Oh what lies beneath
Is not always as simple as it seems
Like apples and onions
Like whisky and wine
Some are just born beautiful
And some need time to
Find out what theyʼre made of
And where they belong like apples and onions

What starts off intoxicating,
Shiny and exhilarating
After a while
It gets a little bit tired and
What at first seems dry and rough
With skin so thick and shell so tough
You work so hard to get inside
And then you find something so delicious

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