Sour apple were you out of place
Among the ones who had a sweeter taste
I bet you wished that you were cherry red
Or a pear, instead
Of sour even through to your core
And like the flower would have
Changed his tune
To be the one they wouldn't want to prune
I know he'd like to kinda
Strike a pose with a finer rose
To save himself from certain demise
I know what went wrong
Love you waited on
Turned out sour too
Much more so than you
(SOLO)
The tower clock would have to hide his face
If there's a second out of second place
He's gotten rusty 'round the pendulum
And he's feeling glum
Tired of all the time on his hands
I know what went wrong
Love he waited on
Turned out sour too
Soured him like you

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