Sitting round when I'm on the trees Like Glasgow breezes Blue lagoons and classic sunsets But you are all I'm looking for You are why duty calls Blue fruit, blue fruit Blue fruit's growing on my door Blue fruit's coming through my floor Told me so when I go to bed And dream of aces Wake me up to Italian vistas But you are what I'm looking for You are why duty calls Blue fruit, blue fruit Blue fruit's growing on my door Blue fruit's coming through my floor I'm alive, hold me tight Blue fruit's growing on my door Blue fruit's coming through my floor