| Delilah the dancer from Soho
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| Was making her way down the lane
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| Simpson from Harrow
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| Had fruit on his barrow
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| He sold it for love and for gain
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| Simpson said, «Hello, young woman»
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| «My Pippins are lovely today»
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| «Don't be suspicious»
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| «Of Golden Delicious»
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| «Whatever your granny might say»
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| There only apples, red and green
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| Apples, lovely ripe and juicy and especially for you
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| Right off me barrow, me old cock sparrow
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| Apples, red and green
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| Delilah the dancer from Soho
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| Took ages to make up her mind
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| Simpson said, «Madam,»
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| «You'd know if you’d had 'em»
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| «That these are the very best kind»
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| «This is the pick of the orchard»
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| «Forgive me a figure of speech»
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| «But apples like these here»
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| «Just don’t grow on trees, dear»
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| «And this one is really a peach»
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| There only apples, red and green
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| Apples, lovely ripe and juicy and especially for you
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| Right off my barrow my old cock sparrow
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| Apples, red and green
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| Simpson picked out a green apple
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| He polished it up on his sleeve
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| He said, «Do me a favor»
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| «And savor the flavor»
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| «Of what you’re about to receive»
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| Delilah the dancer from Soho
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| Accepted his gift with a smile
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| She said, «It looks like a good 'un»
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| «It'll do for my pudding»
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| «I'll get round to it after a while»
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| There only apples, red and green
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| Apples, lovely ripe and juicy and especially for you
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| Right off my barrow, my old cock sparrow
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| Apples, red and green |