It’s the Apple Sisters Variety Show
Riding the waves to your radio
We’re here tonight, as you can see
The Apple don’t fall far from tree
Our skin is smooth, clothes are crisp
We’re as tart as our granny smith
When the apple dropped on Newton that was gravity
Who needs Einstein’s theory, we’ve got relativity
Cora: I’m deep to the core, the test confirmed/Sweet and delicious and free of worms
Seedy: From the ground to the Garden of Eve/Get your serpent outta my tree!
Candy: Sweet and sugary as Apple juice/Don’t pass me
up b/c I’m bruised
Cora: From Okifanoke to ol’ Osh Gosh
Seedy: Take a mega bite from my MacIntosh
Candy: Leave the dishes in the sink
We’re Golden Delicious don’t you think
We’re the Apple Sisters
To all you misters
Ouch I got a blister
Panties in a twister
Go ahead an fister (what)
