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