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 trees



Here we go 'round the lemon tree 

Mister can you hear me? 

Here we go 'round the lemon tree 

Mister don't come near me



But 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



Here we go 'round the lemon tree 

Mister can you hear me? 

Here we go 'round the lemon tree 

Mister don't come near me



Three o'clock in the morning 

I could hear her toneless singing 

I could smell her lemon perfume in the air 

I walked up to her window, in the hope that I might see her 

But the deadly shade of night still lingered there



Here we go 'round the lemon tree 

Mister don't come near me



Morning came and into action went my plan 

Ran to meet her dressed in bright green underpants 

I crept in and sang discretely 

Seemed to change her mind completely 

Dance together singing sweetly



Here we go 'round the lemon tree 

Mister can you hear me? 

Here we go 'round the lemon tree 

Mister don't come near me