| Well, I got a girl named Bony Moronie
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| Well, she’s as skinny as a stick of macaroni
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| Oughta see her rock 'n' roll with blue jeans on
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| She’s not very fat just skin and bone
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| Well, I love her, she loves me
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| Whoa, how happy now we can be
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| Makin' love underneath the apple tree
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| Well, I told her mama and I told her papa, too
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| Well, just exactly what I’m gonna do
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| Get married on a night of June
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| And rock 'n' roll by the silvery moon
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| Well, I love her, she loves me
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| Whoa, how happy now we can be
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| Makin' love underneath the apple tree
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| She’s my one and only, she’s my heart’s desire
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| She’s a real upsetter, she’s a real live wire
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| Everybody turns when my baby goes by
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| She’s somethin' to see that really catches the eye
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| Well, I love her, she loves me
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| Whoa, how happy now we can be
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| Makin' love underneath the apple tree |