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