Prune, You Talk Funny

I like the way that words come out your mouth
 It takes me many miles to make them out
 And strawberry sits superbly with you
 Come lick me love, I'm jelly in my shoes, ooh
 And I would tread 'pon flowerbeds to stare and stop (ha, ha, ha, ha)
 A hominid t'was blossoming from soot and sod
 Oh, prune (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
 Eating all my food
 Well you're like the bum
 Who begged and pegged me up all wrong
 I've got no two cents, no sense at all
 Well you're like the bum
 Who begged and pegged me up all wrong
 I've got no two cents, no sense at all
 I like the way you decorate your neck
 It takes me just a sec to break a sweat
 And russet rims portray that of a goon (ooh-ooh)
 Come test me love like sipping from a spoon, ooh
 And I would tread 'pon flowerbeds to stare and stop (ha, ha, ha, ha)
 A hominid t'was blossoming from soot and sod
 Oh, prune (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
 Eating all my food
 Well you're like the bum
 Who begged and pegged me up all wrong
 I've got no two cents, no sense at all
 Well you're like the bum
 Who begged and pegged me up all wrong
 I've got no two cents, no sense at all
 Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
 Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
 Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
 
 Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
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 Prune