Don't sit under the apple tree
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With anyone else but me
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Anyone else but me
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Anyone else but me
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No no no
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Don't sit under the apple tree
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With anyone else but me
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'til I come marching home
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Don't go walking down lovers lane
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With anyone else but me
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Anyone else but me
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Anyone else but me
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No no no
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Don't go walking down lovers lane
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With anyone else but me
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'til I come marching home
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I just got word from a guy who heard
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From the guy next door to me
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The girl he met just loved to pet
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And fits you to a "T"
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So don't sit under the apple tree
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With anyone else but me
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'til I come marching home
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Don't give out with those lips of yours
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To anyone else but me
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Anyone else but me
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Anyone else but me
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No no no
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Watch the girls on the foreign shores
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You'll have to report to me
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When you come marching home
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You're on your own
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When there is no phone and I can't keep tab on you
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Be fair to me I'll garuantee
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This is one thing that I'll do
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I won't sit under the apple tree
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With anyone else but you
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'til you come marching home
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Don't sit under the apple tree
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With anyone else but me
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I know the apple tree
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Is reserved for you and me
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And I'll be true
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'til you come marching home
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Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree
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| Barry Manilow |
