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Old man sailin’ in a dinghy boat
Down there
Old man down is baitin’ a hook
On there
Gonna pull man down on a suckling hook
Gonna pull man into the suckling brook
Oh yeah!

Now, he’s underneath that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah!
Under that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah!
That’s underneath that tree
There’s gonna be just you and me
Underneath that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah!

I push him back and I stand in line
Oh yeah!
Then I hush my sadie and stand in line
Oh yeah!
Then I hush my sadie and stand in line
I get on board in two-eyed time
Oh yeah!

Under that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah!
Under that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah!
Underneath that tree
There’s just gonna be you and me
Underneath that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah!

Now, who’s on the table. who’s to tell me?
Oh yeah!
Who’s on the table, who’s to tell me?
Oh yeah!
Who should I tell, oh, who should I tell?
The forty-nine of you like bats out of hell
Oh underneath that old apple suckling tree

Well, if I had to do it all over again,
Babe, I’d do it all over you.
And if I had to wait for ten thousand years,
Babe, I’d even do that too.
Well, a dog’s got his bone in the alley,
A cat, she’s got nine lives,
A millionaire’s got a million dollars,
King Saud’s got four hundred wives.
Well, ev’rybody’s got somethin’
That they’re lookin’ forward to.
I’m lookin’ forward to when I can do it all again
And babe, I’ll do it all over you.

Well, if I had my way tomorrow or today,
Babe, I’d run circles all around.
I’d jump up in the wind, do a somersault and spin,
I’d even dance a jig on the ground.
Well, everybody gets their hour,
Everybody gets their time,
Little David when he picked up his pebbles,
Even Sampson after he went blind.
Well, everybody gets the chance
To do what they want to do.
When my time arrives you better run for your life
‘Cause babe, I’ll do it all over you.

Well, I don’t need no money, I just need a day that’s sunny,
Baby, and my days are gonna come.
And I grab me a pint, you know that I’m a giant
When you hear me yellin’, “Fee-fi-fo-fum.”
Well, you cut me like a jigsaw puzzle,
You made me to a walkin’ wreck,
Then you pushed my heart through my backbone,
Then you knocked off my head from my neck.
Well, if I’m ever standin’ steady
A-doin’ what I want to do,
Well, I tell you little lover that you better run for cover
‘Cause babe, I’ll do it all over you.

I’m just restin’ at your gate so that I won’t be late
And, momma, I’m a-just sittin’ on the shelf.
Look out your window fair and you’ll see me squattin’ there
Just a-fumblin’ and a-mumblin’ to myself.
Well, after my cigarette’s been smoked up,
After all my liquor’s been drunk,
After my dreams are dreamed out,
After all my thoughts have been thunk,
Well, after I do some of these things,
I’m gonna do what I have to do.
And I tell you on the side, that you better run and hide
‘Cause babe, I’ll do it all over you.

I ain’t lookin’ to compete with you,
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

No, and I ain’t lookin’ to fight with you,
Frighten you or tighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I ain’t lookin’ to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don’t want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don’t want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don’t want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain’t lookin’ for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.