Forbidden Fruit Lyrics - Singles - Steve Poltz

She hopped in my car 

Faster than bar time 

"Honey, would you 

Like a date?", she said 

It wasn't even an original line 

And my pants, they tightened 

And my face grew taut 

And in my mind, my mother said 

"You'd better not" 

Then again she always told me 

That I wouldn't like the taste of beer 

Hmm, and she slid real close to me 

She said I need not fear 

I looked like 

I was caught in headlights 

With the eyes 

Of a lonely deer 

Forbidden fruit 

I'll scale your thorny vine 

To reach the top 

I'll scrape and twist my spine 

Forbidden fruit 

Man, what a joyous meal 

It tastes so sweet 

I'll even eat the peel 

If they told me that I shouldn't 

Then I would 

Man, bad must mean good 

Bad, bad, good 

She thrust a tape 

In my cassette deck 

She seemed a little eager 

I said, "This sounds 

Just like a, a T.V. ad" 

She said it was Bob Seger 

And the smoke danced 

Loops from a cigarette 

And her fingernails 

Were silver like a shiny jet 

And her lipstick stained 

The filter as she twirled it 

Like a pink roulette wheel, hmm 

"And would you like a gamble?" 

She said, "Let's go back to my flat 

For a extra fifty dollars 

I'll make you purr like an atomic cat" 

Forbidden fruit 

I'll scale your thorny vine 

To reach the top 

I'll scrape and twist my spine 

Forbidden fruit 

Man, what a joyous meal 

It tastes so sweet 

I'll even eat the peel 

If they told me that I shouldn't 

Then I would 

Man, bad must mean good 

Bad, bad, good 

We sat on her floor 

Connected like a human train 

I talked on and on, about my life 

Her interest, she just feigned 

As she layed me 

Down on a single bed 

And the roof dripped 

Rain all around my head 

And my ankles 

They filled with beads of sweat 

And the money 

Looked so green, hmm 

And she looked right through me 

As if I were her window 

And when we both were empty 

The neon left an eerie glow 

Forbidden fruit 

I'll scale your thorny vine 

To reach the top 

I'll scrape and twist my spine 

Forbidden fruit 

Man, what a joyous meal 

It tastes so sweet 

I'll even eat the peel 

If they told me that I shouldn't 

Then I would 

Man, bad must mean good 

Why does bad always feel so good?