Ro Ro Rosey
Ro Ro Ro Rosey
Ro Ro Ro Rosey
You're the apple of my eye
Ice cream in my cherry pie
She's just sixteen
And 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 Rosey
Ro Ro Ro Rosey
You're the apple of my eye
Ice cream in my cherry pie
She come on walkin' down the Avenue
And I said, "Baby, can I come in?
Baby, can I come in? Love me one more time"
She said, "I love you baby"
I said, "Do you, do you, do you, do you love me baby?"
Ro Ro Ro Rosey
Ro Ro Ro Rosey
You're the apple of my eye
Ice cream in my cherry pie