 Well, remember when we used to grow up, you used to drop a hint on me think you did a job But me a goody goody and me never know how, girl, the more me never decide to bow Well, a long time you friend them did a leak, but you make it back and me never won't speak And me a girl, we go on me church every week, so me now make love while it don't mean a freak So me say, on that sycamore tree, a boy want me bow and me tell him to flee I tell you it was on that sycamore tree