| I got a girl named Bony Moronie,
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| She’s as skinny as a stick of macaroni,
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| Ought to see her rock 'n'roll with her blue jeans on,
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| She’s not very fat just skin and bone.
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| But I love her, she loves me,
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| All are happy now we can be,
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| Making love underneath the apple tree.
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| I told her mama and her papa too,
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| Just exactly what I want to do,
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| I want to get married on a night in June,
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| And rock and roll by the light of a silvery moon,
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| And I love her, she loves me,
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| All are happy now we can be,
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| Making 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 walks by,
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| She’s something to see, she really catches the eye.
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| That’s why I love her, she loves me,
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| All are happy now we can be,
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| Making love underneath the apple tree.
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| That’s why I love her, she loves me,
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| All are happy now we can be,
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| Making love underneath the apple tree. |