(Here We Go Round the) Lemon Tree

Lyrics

There's a girl next door to me who's around the bend But she wonders why she can't make any friends From her garden she could see me In her silver-clad bikini Singing, dancing round her fruit tree Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, can you hear me? Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, don't come near me Could I calm her down by throwing stones at her? If only I could make the right approach to her Think I'd rather tame a tiger Turn those lemons into cider Still I'd like to get beside her Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, can you hear me? Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, don't come near me Three o'clock in the morning I can her her tone of singing I can smell her lemon perfume in the air I go to my window In the hope that I might see her Just the deadly shade of night still lingers there Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, can you hear me? Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, don't come near me Morning came and into action went my plans Rushed to meet her dressed in bright green underpants I crept in and sang discreetly Seemed to change her mind completely Danced together singing sweetly Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, can you hear me? Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, don't come near me Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, can you hear me? Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, don't come near me Shadd-ah, shadd-ah, shadd-ah, shadd-ah Shadd-ah, shadd-ah, shadd-ah, shadd-ah...