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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