Little Green Apples

Well, I wake up in the mornin'
 With my hair down in my eyes, and he says, "Hi"
 Then he stumbles to the breakfast table
 While the kids are goin' off to school, goodbye
 Then he reaches out and takes my hand
 Squeezes it and says, "How you feelin', hun?"
 
 And I look across at smilin' lips
 That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun
 And if that's not lovin' me
 Then all I've got to say
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 God didn't make little green apples
 And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time
 
 There's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
 Disneyland and Mother Goose, ain't no nursery rhyme
 God didn't make little green apples
 And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time
 And when my self is feelin' low
 I think about his face aglow and ease my mind
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 Sometimes I call him up at work, knowin' he's busy
 And ask if he can get away and meet me for a bite to eat
 I know he drops everything he's doin', hurries down to meet me
 And I'm always late
 But he's there waitin' patiently and smiles when he first sees me
 'Cause he's made that way
 And if that's not lovin' me
 Then all I've got to say
 God didn't make little green apples
 And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes (ooh, ahh)
 (Oh, oh) oh, there's no such thing as make-believe
 Puppy dogs and autumn leaves and BB guns (ooh, ahh)
 God didn't make little green apples
 And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time (ooh, ahh)
 Umm, there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
 Disneyland and Mother Goose, ain't no nursery rhyme
 God didn't make little green apples
 And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time (ooh, ahh)
 Ahh, there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss