One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four.
If you had asked me yesterday
If I was gonna go my way
Without holding anybody's hand
I would've replied most definitely
I've got no immediate plans, you see
Of making love
Underneath anybody's apple tree
A father here, a mother there
A sister and a brother care
About the way their little girl behaves
I'm not gonna tell anybody any lies
I've got no plans of breaking any family ties
Or making love
Underneath anybody's apple tree
If you think you can catch me tomorrow
About the same time that you caught me today
I might just have a slightly different answer
I just might have something else to say
If you take the time to guarantee
All the things you offer me
The happiness you promise will abound
I just might give up this life of layabout
It might turn the trick
And remove all my doubt
Of making love
Underneath anybody's apple tree
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