The Duke Regains His Chops - Frank Zappa, The Mothers Of Invention

A moon beam 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 moon beam 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

Prune!

(pa-da-dah!)

If it is a real prune knows no cheese

(cheeky chanky, cheeky chanky)

And stands (oh no!)

Taller or softer than any tree (or bush)

And I know the love I have for you

Will grow and grow and grow, I think

And so my love I offer you

A love that is strong a prune that is true

Lalalalalala… lalalalalaaa

My darling, you mean so very much to me,

I love you so deeply

It just makes me…

Duke, duke, duke, duke of prunes, prunes, prunes

Ill never forget you darling…

And youll be my duchess, my duchess of prunes

A moon beam 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

(new cheese)

Prunes!

(pa-da-dah!)

If they are fresh prunes knows no

(cheeky chanky, cheeky chanky)

And they just lay there

Tell me and sing me and just if I dont know

And I know I think the love I have for you

Will never end (well maybe)

And so my love, I offer you

A love that is strong a prune that is true

This is the exciting part

This is like the supremes, see the way it builds up…

Baby, baby, baby.

My prune is yours my love,

My cheese for you,

My baby prunes, my baby prunes, my baby prunes,

My baby prunes, my baby prunes, my baby prunes,

Oh baby prunes.

Cheesy, cheesy.