| Don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| Anyone else but me, anyone else but me
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| No! |
| No! |
| No!
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| Don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| Till I come marchin' home
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| Don’t go walkin' down Lover’s Lane with anyone else but me
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| Anyone else but me, anyone else but me
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| No! |
| No! |
| No!
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| Don’t go walkin' down Lover’s Lane with anyone else but me
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| Till I come marchin' home
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| I just got word from a guy who heard from the guy next door to me
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| The girl he met just loves to pet and it fits you to-a-tee
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| So, don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| Till I come marchin' home
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| Don’t give out with those lips of yours to anyone else but me
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| Anyone else but me, anyone else but me
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| No! |
| No! |
| No!
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| Watch the girls on the foreign shores, you’ll have to report to me
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| When you come marchin' home
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| Don’t hold anyone on your knee, you better be true to me
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| You better be true to me, you better be true to me
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| Don’t hold anyone on your knee, you’re gettin' the third degree
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| When you come marchin' home
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| You’re on your own where there is no phone and I can’t keep tab on you
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| Be fair to me, I’ll guarantee this is one thing that I’ll do
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| I won’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but you
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| Till you come marchin' home
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| Don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| I know the apple tree is reserved for you and me
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| And I’ll be true till you come marchin' home |