The Duke Regains His Chops

And you'll be my Duchess My Duchess of Prunes I'm looking 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 Prune (Pa-da-dah!) If they are a fresh Prune (Pa-da-dah!) Know no cheese (Chunka, chunka cheeky chunka) (Chunka, cheesy, stinky chunka) And they just lie there Taller and sickening and it just...I don't know Lo 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? Feel it?) (Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby) My Prune is yours, my love My cheese for you My savings through and through My baby I do My baby I do My baby prunes My baby prunes I love you I love you O baby prunes O cheesy fat O cheesy fat O cheesy fat O cheesy fat Cheesy, cheesy