I got a girl named Bony Moronie,
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni,
Ought to see her rock 'n' roll with her blue jeans on,
She's not very fat just skin and bone.
But I love her, she loves me,
All are happy now we can be,
Making love underneath the apple tree.
I told her mama and her papa too,
Just exactly what I want to do,
I want to get married on a night in June,
And rock and roll by the light of a silvery moon,
And I love her, she loves me,
All are happy now we can be,
Making love underneath the apple tree.
She's my one and only, she's my heart's desire,
She's a real upsetter, she's a real live wire,
Everybody turns when my baby walks by,
She's something to see, she really catches the eye.
That's why I love her, she loves me,
All are happy now we can be,
Making love underneath the apple tree.
That's why I love her, she loves me,
All are happy now we can be,
Making love underneath the apple tree.
1 | Crippled Inside |
2 | Attica State |
3 | Gimme Some Truth |
4 | Imagine |
5 | Only People |
6 | Mind Games |
7 | Sisters, O Sisters |
8 | Julia |
9 | I Don't Want To Be A Soldier |
10 | Be Bop A Lula |