Meeting her at a friend's house
I said to her, miss
What do you do for a living
Well, she replied
I sell apples, pears
And scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Apples?
(Apples?)
Pears?
(Pears?)
And scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Scoubidoubi-ou
We danced all night
Then in the morning, we left
At my place to discuss love
Love and fruit
How well she was at my place
Immediately she settled in
And in the evening, as a dinner party
She made me eat
I sell apples, pears
And scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Apples?
(Apples?)
Pears?
(Pears?)
And Scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Scoubidoubi-ou
It couldn't last long
Because fruit is like love
You have to use it moderately
Otherwise it plays tricks
When I tell her, you have to leave
Immediately she leaves 'Écria
My poor friend, guys like you
We find them by the thousands
I sell apples, pears
And scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Apples?
(Apples?)
Pears?
(Pears?)
And Scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Scoubidoubi-ou
The lesson I learned from this
Is easy to guess
Single is better to stay
Rather than crunch
I sell apples, pears
And scoubidoubi-ou ah
Apples?
(Apples?)
Pears?
(Pears?)
And Scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Scoubidoubi-ou
Scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Scoubidoubi-ou, ah
Scoubidoubi-ou, ah

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