The Duke Regains His Chops (Zappa) - 1:52

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.
Prunes (pa-da-dah)
If they are fresh prunes
(pa-da-dah)
Knows no cheese

And they just lie there
Drowning and sickening
And it's... oh I dunno
LAH-H-H
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...)
My prune is true
My love for you, my dear, etc.
Ooh-ah, mumble mumble...