Lyrics What Am I Bid For My Apple - Marlene Dietrich

What am I bid for my apple
The fruit that made Adam so wise
On the historic night
When he took a bite
They uncovered the new paradise
An apple, they say, keeps the doctor away
While his pretty young wife
Has the time of her life
With the butcher
The baker
The candle-stick maker
Oh, what am I bid for my apple