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Give that kid a smack and tell her we can Bring her back though she looks just like you And we could send her for the six pack She Always wondering about how we been gone She's six years old and she been ‘round too Long not to know to be quiet when we're full Of all that raisin jack

And take your mommas clothes and hang Them from the scarecrow I know she got Some money since she sold herself her hair Combs and we'll go dancing and raise some Hell and call your momma to go our bail and If she gets wise then we'll put her in the folks Home

We're just a couple of bad apples spoiling the Bunch we're just a couple of bad apples
But you'll always be my honey bunch
They call us trash but we don't mind
Just come over here with that big behind and greet your daddy like you're serving him A hot lunch

Lets go get wrecked on that government check the neighbors might think I'm a fool
Then drop that shwag and them nickel bags Because the kids will soon be coming home From school and that old Misses Stein her Doggy left a mess behind and the next time She sees that doggy he'll be hanging from the Clothes line as sure as you're shitting her son Will come around and say he's going to run us All out of town but I'll shoot him so quick that He wont have The time to die

Ohhh baby look at you I'm about to come Unglued you're sporting quite a shine
But I love it when you're black and blue
It feels so good when we make up we fuck so Hard that we can't wake up and if those kids Don't like it they can learn to fix their own Food

We're just a couple of bad apples spoiling the Bunch we're just a couple of bad apples but You'll always be my honey bunch they call us Trash but we don't mind just come over Here With that big behind and greet your daddy Like you're serving him a hot lunch

We're just a couple of bad apples yeah Spoiling the bunch we're just a couple of bad Apples ohhh but you'll always be my honey Bu-uh-uh-unch they call us trash but we don't Mind just come over here with that big old Behind and greet your daddy like you're Serving him a hot lunch

We're just a couple of bad apples