Apple Pie Songtext
von Beard Meats Food
Apple Pie Songtext
Dinner time again
Seven courses in
Stomach′s feeling tight
But I still need a bite
I've gotta finish strong
No dessert is wrong
Catch the waiter′s eye
And even if I die
(Excuse me, can I see the dessert menu please)
I don't want the chocolate cake
Or an ice cream with a flake
The crème brûlée's a big mistake
I need it crispy warm and baked
Apple pie, one slice is never enough for me
I won′t lie, type two diabetes is a small price to pay
Who′s saving my pants now?
This'll take a while
But I force a smile
Mints are wafer thin
But they′re filling in
Kitchen's closing up
And I′m not quite stuffed
I could eat a horse
Give me another course
(Excuse me, can I see the dessert menu please)
I don't want tiramisu
Or a chilled white chocolate mousse
The cheese board smells a bit like shoe
I need it warm with whipped cream too
Apple pie, one slice is never enough for me
I won′t lie, type two diabetes is a small price to pay
Who's saving my pants now?
I don't want the Bakewell tart
From the discount À la carte
The trifle doesn′t look that smart
A short crust pastry work of art is what I want
Don′t you have like apple pie or something
Apple pie, one slice is never enough for me
I won't lie, type two diabetes is a small price to pay
Who′s saving my pants now?
Seven courses in
Stomach′s feeling tight
But I still need a bite
I've gotta finish strong
No dessert is wrong
Catch the waiter′s eye
And even if I die
(Excuse me, can I see the dessert menu please)
I don't want the chocolate cake
Or an ice cream with a flake
The crème brûlée's a big mistake
I need it crispy warm and baked
Apple pie, one slice is never enough for me
I won′t lie, type two diabetes is a small price to pay
Who′s saving my pants now?
This'll take a while
But I force a smile
Mints are wafer thin
But they′re filling in
Kitchen's closing up
And I′m not quite stuffed
I could eat a horse
Give me another course
(Excuse me, can I see the dessert menu please)
I don't want tiramisu
Or a chilled white chocolate mousse
The cheese board smells a bit like shoe
I need it warm with whipped cream too
Apple pie, one slice is never enough for me
I won′t lie, type two diabetes is a small price to pay
Who's saving my pants now?
I don't want the Bakewell tart
From the discount À la carte
The trifle doesn′t look that smart
A short crust pastry work of art is what I want
Don′t you have like apple pie or something
Apple pie, one slice is never enough for me
I won't lie, type two diabetes is a small price to pay
Who′s saving my pants now?
Writer(s): Adam Moran, Gary Tough, Jenna Moran, Matty O'grady Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com