Ro Ro Rosey (Take 2)

Ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, Rosey Ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, Rosey You're the apple of my eye Ice cream in my cherry pie, 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 And I, I see her face, her smile, her hair I cry, "Oh, uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh" Ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, Rosey Ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, Rosey You're the apple of my eye Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie Huh uh, huh uh, huh uh