I went down lookin' around just to see who's born. I found a little chicken down on his knees, I went up and yelled to him,"Please, please, please!" He said, "Don't ya tell Henry, Don't ya tell Henry, Don't ya tell Henry, (n.c.) (turnaround) Apple's got your fly." I went down to the corner at a-half past ten... ...one I love... Don't ya tell Henry... Don't ya tell Henry, Don't ya tell Henry, Apple's got your... Now, I went down to... I spotted a... I looked for... Don't ya tell Henry, Don't ya tell Henry, Apple's got your fly."
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