Sitting round when I'm on the trees

Like Glasgow breezes

Blue lagoons and classic sunsets



But you are all I'm looking for

You are why duty calls



Blue fruit, blue fruit

Blue fruit's growing on my door

Blue fruit's coming through my floor



Told me so when I go to bed

And dream of aces

Wake me up to Italian vistas



But you are what I'm looking for

You are why duty calls



Blue fruit, blue fruit

Blue fruit's growing on my door

Blue fruit's coming through my floor



I'm alive, hold me tight

Blue fruit's growing on my door

Blue fruit's coming through my floor