Words and music by Bob Hartman
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Based on Romans 7:19
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Late one night I heard a knock at the door
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The boys were really painting the town
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I was just another bored teenage boy
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Kickin' up and actin' the clown... Yeah
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One dare led to another dare
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Then things were getting out of control
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We hopped the fence and we stole the pears
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And I threw away a part of my soul
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Yes, I threw away a part of my soul (now it's)
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(Chorus)
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Haunting me how I stole those pears
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'Cause I loved the wrong
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Even though I knew a better way
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Not for hunger or poverty
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It was more than pears that I ended up
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throwin' away... Yeah
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Time goes by - now I'm old and grey
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Those pears are just a memory
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I would gladly pay all I have today
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But that's just not the problem you
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see... ('cause it's)
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(Chorus)
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Bridge:
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Why do we love all the things that are wrong
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Forbidden fruit has a strange siren song
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Why do we do what we don't want to do
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When we live with regrets our whole lifethrough
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Repeat Chorus
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And I don't even like pears that well...
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St. Augustine's Pears
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| Petra |
