Hey little apple blossom,
What seems to be the problem?
All the ones you tell your troubles to,
They don`t really care for you.
Come and tell me what you`re thinking,
Cuz just when the boat is sinking,
A little light is blinking,
And I will come and rescue you.
Lots of girls walk around in tears,
But thats not for you.
You`ve been looking all around for years
For someone to tell your troubles to.
Come and sit with me and talk awhile;
Let me see your pretty little smile.
Put your troubles in a little pile,
And I will sort `em out for you.
Lots of girls walk around in tears,
But thats not for you.
You`ve been looking all around for years
For someone to tell your troubles to.
Come and sit with me and talk awhile;
Let me see your pretty little smile.
Put your troubles in a little pile,
And I will sort `em out for you.
I`ll fall in love with you;
I think I`ll marry you.
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