Underneath the Apple Tree - Michael Franks

Underneath the apple tree

Mama’s got her eye on me

Just wearing suntan lotion

This is how we spend each day

May, June, and July

Sunning in our birthday suits

Eating that forbidden fruit

It’s like perpetual motion

The dogs are sleeping in the shade

Guess we really got it made

Mama Lion and me down underneath the apple tree

Underneath the apple tree

We can snooze so peacefully

Hear those bluebirds blowing

We can hear those mockingbirds up high

Trading eights

If the radiation’s strong we can turn the sprinkler’s on

And we can run right through 'em

We drink tea instead of wine

We shoot up with summertime

Mama Lion and me down underneath the apple tree

Got ourselves a little tent, 'case the weatherman calls for showers

Someone’s phone is ringing but I don’t think it’s ours

Dog’s are sleeping in the shade

Guess we really got it made

Mama Lion and me down underneath the apple

Mama Lion and me down underneath the apple

Mama Lion and me down underneath the apple tree