(Chorus)
Eat fruit, eat a lot,
eat a lotta fruit,
eat fruit a lot,
ya gotta eat
eatin' can't be beat
everybody eat fruit like the Poly-o-ne-si-ens. (2x)

(verse 1)
All you lovely ladies
are worried about your form,
but it's the pear-shaped figures
that turn the gentlemen on.
A plum peachy complection
is what the boys all love
musk-mellon scented
and water-mellon jugs.

(Chorus)

(verse 2)
Sun goddesses on the beaches
pop their pills and floss their teeth-es
but there's something about 'em that don't appeal to me.
Those macho-men way out west
with their two six-gunsand leather vests,
the pair deserve each other, it's plain to see.

(bridge)
Scandinavian yogurt
is O.K. for a while,
but you gotta eat your apples
if you want to keep your smile.
Throw away that old hamburger
dump your steak and french-fries too.
Eat mangoes, kumquats, cherries, and grapes,
Mother Nature will love you!

Eat fruit, eat a lot,
eat a lotta fruit,
eat fruit a lot,
ya gotta eat
eatin' can't be beat
everybody eat fruit like the Poly-o-ne-si-ens. (2x)

(bridge)
Chinese like their won-ton,
the French they like their snails,
Spanish eat their rice and beans,
The Eskimos eat whale,
English steak and kidney
all cooked up in a pie,
Just gimme a plate of passion fruit
served up Tahiti style!

Eat fruit, eat a lot,
eat a lotta fruit,
eat fruit a lot,
ya gotta eat
eatin' can't be beat
everybody eat fruit like the Poly-o-ne-si-ens. (2x)