Words and Music by Van Morrison
Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey,
Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey,
You're the apple of my eye,
Ice cream in my cherry pie.
She's just sixteen,
She's not yet grown,
She never goes out on her own
She lives way up on the Avenue of Trees,
Where I chanced to walk in the cool night breeze,
And I, I see her face, her smile, her hair
I cry oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey
Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey
You're the apple of my eye,
Ice cream in my cherry pie.
She come on walkin' down the avenue
I said, Baby, can I come in?
Baby, can I come in?
She said, I love you baby
I said, Do you, do you, do you, do you love me?
Ro to ro to ro ro ro Rosey
Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey
You're the apple of my eye,
Ice cream in my cherry pie
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