Do you love an apple,
Do you love a pear?
Do you love a laddie
with curly brown hair?

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Oh but still, I love him,
I can't deny him,
I will go with him
Wherever he goes.

Before I got married
I wore a black shawl,
But now that I'm married
I wear bugger-all.

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He stood at the corner,
A fag in his mouth
Two hands in his pockets,
He whistled me out.

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He works at the pier
For nine pounds a week,
On Saturday night
He comes rolling home drunk.

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Before I got married
I'd sport and I'd play,
But now the cradle
It gets in me way.

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Do you love an apple,
Do you love a pear?
Do you love a laddie
with curly brown hair?

(Chorus)