(feat. Kelly Clarkson)
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[Robbie:]
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When I wake up in the morning, with my hair down in my eyes, and she says hi,
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And I heard it to the breakfast table, while the kids are going off to school goodbye.
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And she reaches out and takes my hand,
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and squeezes it and says, how you feelin' hon?
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And I look across at smiling lips that warms my heart and see my morning sun.
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And if that's not lovin' me, then all I've got to say.
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Robbie & Kelly ' Chorus:
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God didn't make little green apples
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And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime.
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There's no such thing as Dr. Zeuss, Disneyland, and Mother Goose no nurs'ry rhyme.
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God didn't make the little green apples
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And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime.
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When myself is feeling low, I think about your face of glow and ease my mind.
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[Kelly Clarkson:]
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Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy
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And ask if she could get away and meet me, and grab a bite to eat.
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And she drops what she's doin' and hurries down to meet me, and I'm always late.
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But he sits waiting patiently and smiles when he first sees me
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Cause it's made that way
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And if that's not lovin' me,
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then all I've got to say.
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Chorus:
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God didn't make little green apples
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And it don't rain in Indianapolis when the winter comes.
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There's no such thing as make-believe, puppy dogs, or autumn leaves and B.B. guns.
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God didn't make the little green apples
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And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime.
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When myself is feeling low, I think about your face of glow and ease my mind.
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Little Green Apples
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| Robbie Williams |
