Lyrics of
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
And I would tread upon flowerbeds to
Stare and stop
A hominid 'twas blossoming from
Soot and sod
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
And I would tread upon flowerbeds to
Stare and stop
A hominid 'twas blossoming from
Soot and sod
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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