Now I've watched you sitting there
Seen the passers-by all stare
Like you have no place to go
But there's so much they don't know about apple scruffs
You've been stood around for years
Seen my smiles and touched my tears
How it's been a long, long time
And how you've been on my mind, my apple scruffs [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/george_harrison/apple_scruffs.html ]
Apple scruffs, apple scruffs
How I love you, how I love you
In the fog and in the rain
Through the pleasures and the pain
On the step outside you stand
With your flowers in your hand, my apple scruffs
While the years they come and go
Now, your love must surely show me
That beyond all time and space
Were together face to face, my apple scruffs
Apple scruffs, apple scruffs
How I love you, how I love you
The apple scruffs were a loosely-knit group of hardcore beatles fans who were known for congregating outside the apple corps building and at the gates of abbey road studios in london during the waning days of beatlemania in hopes of seeing or interacting with the band members.