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 Prune