John Lennon

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.

Written by LARRY WILLIAMS
Published by BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, COHEN AND COHEN, EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.