He  never called me banana

He never called me Bubbala
For that word means grandma, I think~
He called me his babe
A noun, what’d you say
Is it a nod or a wink.

He  never called me banana
I am an apple to him
He tried to bite me
Oh,Lord, he will frighten me
I’d best  give up talking to men

To him I was kind of tomato
The sort that is salad all day
He said I blushed far too much
And I refused  his kitsch
I’ll have to find some other way