When I first met you, babe
'Cause I'm sure that you're the one who
And just leave 'em out to dry?
You just, you wham bam with your axe, baby
And you didn't want my plums
Oh, baby, don't you remember me?
Who chopped down my cherry tree
And don't just tell a lie
You didn't touch my apples
Now answer me, babe
And you didn't leave me none
And then you know, I let you in my garden
Did you pick all of my cherries
Lord, I was green as I could be
'Cause I'm sure that you're the one who
And you went straight for my cherry tree
Oh, baby, don't you remember me?