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
