Girl I wanna die in yer arms tonight

Really don't care bout the wrong or right


The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and it's ripe,


Think I'm gon' pick me some and take me a bite




Baby girl looks so good, she walks so mean


Got a vicious little sway, I think she's semi-obscene

She'll pick ya bones clean, oh my god she's so fine


She sweeter than the dew out on the grapes on the vine




Ima pick'er, Ima squeez'er, Ima make me some wine


Ima drink'er til im crazy, Ima drink til I'm blind


Ima touch her so good

ima treat her so fine


Ima make love to her soul


Im gonna f**k'er with her mind




Im gonna die in yer arms tonight


I really don't care bout the wrong or right

The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and it's ripe,


Think I'm gon' pick me some & take me a bite




Baby girl acts so proper, like daddy's littler daughter,


A wolf in sheep's clothing leading lambs out to the slaughter


She's lookin' so young, she's smellin' so pretty

She's a junkie on a binge, and her drug is the city





She's a vicious little biddy,

Attitude is %#@!ty


An' if I get my way she pro'ly gonna come home with me


Talkin' good for nothin'

Eyes were made for cryin'


Bombs were made for droppin'


Girl yer arms are made for dyin




Ima die in yer arms tonight


I really don't care bout the wrong or right

The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and it's ripe,


Think I'm gon' pick me some and take me a bite




Ima die in yer arms tonight

I really don't care bout the wrong or right

The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and it's ripe,


Think I'm gon' pick me some and take me a bite




Die in yer arms tonight

Care bout the wrong or right

Forbidden by it's sweet and it's ripe


Pick me some and take me a bite