APPLESAUCE BAPTISM
If you bring the apples
I will bring the knives, we’ll use your
Grandma’s big black kettle
If she doesn’t mind
We don’t need a recipe
We’ll just do what feels right
What a mess we’ll make in your kitchen
In our applesauce baptism
There ain’t no mystery
It’s just fruit and sweets
And miles of continuous peels
And, girl, I think I got you beat
Don’t worry, there’s more
Apples in the barrel
What a mess we’ll make in your kitchen
In our applesauce baptism
You know that Eve would have a good time
As she ate her way to the downfall of the kingdom
Let’s try to have as much fun
Messing around in your kitchen
You bring the sweetest apples
I will bring the sharpest knives
I know it seems a bit dramatic
But, baby, we ain’t making no apple pie
We got sauce to make
And we’re gonna do it right
What a mess we’ll make in your kitchen
In our applesauce baptism
