Late one night I heard
Late one night I hearda knock at the doorThe boys were really painting the townI was just another bored teenage boyKickin up and actin the clown YeahOne dare led to another dareThen things were getting out of controlWe hopped the fenceand we stole the pearsAnd I threw away a part of my soulYes I threw away a part of my soul(now it s)Haunting me how I stole those pearsCause I loved the wrongEven though I knew a better wayNot for hunger or povertyIt was more than pears that I ended upthrowin away... YeahTime goes by now I m old and greyThose pears are just a memoryI would gladly pay all I have todayBut that s just not the problem yousee... ( cause it s)Why do we love all thethings that are wrongForbidden fruit has astrange siren songWhy do we do what wedont want to doWhen we live with regretsour whole lifethroughAnd I don t even like pears that well...