(Here We Go Round) The Lemon Tree (Electric Light Orchestra)

There's a girl next door to me who's round the bend But she wonders why she can't make any friends From her garden she could see me In her silver-clad bikini Singing, dancing round her fruit tree Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, can't you hear me Here we go round the lemon tree Mister, don't come near me Could I calm her down by throwing stones at her If only I could make the right approach to her Think I'd rather tame a tiger Turn those lemons into cider Still I'd like to get beside her CHORUS Three o'clock in the morning I could her her toneless singing I could smell her lemon perfume in the air I walked up to the window In the hope that I might see her Could the deadly shade of night still bring her there CHORUS Morning came and into action went my plans Went to meet her dressed in bright green underpants I crept in and sang discreetly Seemed to change her mind completely Danced together singing sweetly CHORUS CHORUS