Bony Moronie

(álbum: Red Rubber Ball - 1966)

I got a girl, I got a girl, I got a girl...

I got a girl named, Bony, Moronie
She's as skinny as, a stick of, macaronie
You oughta see her rock, with her blue jeans on
She's not fat, she's just skin, and bone

I love her, she loved me
Oh how happy now we can be
Making love underneath, the apple tree

Well I told your mama, and your papa, too
Just exactly, what I'm gonna, do
We'll get married, on a night, in June
And rock 'n' roll by, the light of, the silvery moon
But I love her, she loved me
Oh how happy now we can be
Making love underneath, the apple tree

I got a girl, I got a girl, I got a girl...

She's my one, she's my only, she's my hearts desire
She's a real up, 'setter she's, a real live wire
Everybody looks, when she goes by
She's a real good, looking girl, really grabs your eye
But I love her, she loved me
Oh how happy now we can be
Making love underneath, the apple tree

I got a girl, I got a girl, I got a girl...