You’re so beautiful you’re so fine
Yet you’ve danced so close to the line
Pouring yourself out a libation to pop, my
spirit feels bruised and my mind it is knocked
Is the apple pie going rotten?
Is innocence being forgotten?

You’re so beautiful you’re so fine
Yet sugar needs to be refined
Your integrity you are trying to keep

Making yourself millions you do sell yourself cheap
Oh return to your former days, Yes return to your former ways