Applesauce

Applesauce - Sam.Sts

Lyrics by：Adam Faler/Sam Latty

I like Waka Flocka

I like Dragon Ball

I like King Krule

And I like applesauce

I like a lot of things

And I think I'm pretty cool

But nothing's cooler than just being you

Yeah yeah

As I talk to myself in my room

I can't help but to smile babe

'Cause I finally feel like myself

I ain't felt that in a while babe

I don't know who she is

Where she from all

I know is that she fine babe

And I think I'm in love with

Someone that I've made up in my mind babe

Oh yeah

She's a bad mama jama

Straight up out of Indiana

Got that perfect little twang when she talk

And her attitude's Atlanta

Girl is driving me bananas

Got that perfect little swang when she walk

That girl is mighty fine

I wish that I could make her mine

I'll be waking up soon

I'm always running out of time

That girl that's in my dreams

How perfect could she be

And what are the odds

That she would fall in love with me

Oh yeah

Oh she's sweet as applesauce

Yeah she sweet as sugar cane

And I don't even know her name

Really only ever been an inconvenience to who

Spent a whole lotta time feeling decent poor you

Hard times happen for a reason they do

Someone wake me up swear I'm dreaming it's true

Grass stains on her blue jeans grass stains

White stripes on a table in a movie

Uma dancin' forty five moving full speed

Too good to be true coulda fooled me

And as I pass through the door frame

See you there curly hair girl I'm so amazed

So assured that the feeling goes both ways

Could be wrong and then we could go our own way

And I can't help but to see her

Little dress all the girls want to be her

Lookin' fine as I watch from the bleachers

All I know is

She's a bad mama jama

Straight up out of Indiana

Got that perfect little twang when she talk

And her attitude's Atlanta

Girl is driving me bananas

Got that perfect little swang when she walk

That girl is mighty fine

I wish that I could make her mine

I'll be waking up soon

I'm always running out of time

That girl that's in my dreams

How perfect could she be

And what are the odds that

She would fall in love with me

Oh yeah yeah

Yeah oh she's sweet yeah she's so sweet yes she is

Oh yeah

Oh she's sweet like applesauce oh yeah