Lyrics Lemon Squeezer - Fleetwood Mac

Lemon Squeezer

well you got fruit on your tree lemons on your shelf
and you know loving mama you can’t squeeze them by yourself
let me be your lemon squeezer while i’m in your lonesome town
let me be your lemon squeezer till my love come on down
i like your apples on your tree i’m crazy about your peaches too
i’m crazy about your fruit because you know just how to do
you know that there ain’t but one thing woman really makes me cry
ask you about all your lemons but you always tell me lies
i’m going to ride you on the bed i’m going to ride you on the floor
ride you loving mama till you just can’t take no more
i’m going to ride you on the floor ride you on the bed
ride you loving mama till this thing turn cherry red