Lyrics:

We used to meet on Sundays,
Feet underneath the cherry tree,
Hidden by leaves and branches,
We used to kiss so secretly.

Baptise my fries and capsize into everything,
I stole your berries,
Something to do,
First guise, disguise, contrive, move into everyone,
Quite literally,
I want to move into you.

Disturb your words and return when you're top of the queue,
I need a repeat, i know you do to,
Renegotiate the rate now 'cos I'm leveling out,
I'm in a hurry,
Wanna move into you