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, 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) --- The Duke Regains His Chops - Frank Zappa and The Mothers of Invention