Testo di The Duke 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 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, stronger 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