The Duke Of Prunes

A moonbeam through the prune In June Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans And in that magic go-kart I bite your neck The cheese I have for you My dear Is real And very new! A moonbeam through the prune In June Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans And in that magic go-kart I bite your neck The love I have for you My dear Is real And very new! Doh-Doh-Doh Doh-Doh Prune! (Pah-Da-Dahhh!) If it is a real prune... (Pah-Da-Dahhh!) Knows no cheese! (Chunka Chunk . . . Chunka Chunka Chunka Chunka Chunk . . . ) And stands . . . (Oh No-o-o-o!) Taller & stronger Than any tree Or bush! And I know The love I have for you Will grow & grow & grow I think And so my love I offer you A love that is strong A prune that is true!