In the shade of the old apple tree
A pair of fine legs I did see
With some hair at the top
And a little red spot
It looked like a cherry to me.
I pulled out my pride of New York
It fitted it just like a cork
I said, "Darlin' don't scream
While I fill you with cream
In the shade of the old apple tree."
And as we both lay on the grass
With my two hands around her fat ass
She said, "If you'll be true
You can have a fuck too!
In the shade of the old apple tree."