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.