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 tree 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 the 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 plans Went to meet her dressed in bright green underpants I crept in and sang discreetly Seemed to change your mind completely Danced 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