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Prune danish prune danish prune danish prune danish
Prune danish prune danish prune danish prune
wasn't
Because of a man named Prune
Now Prune was a man who jolly wasn't, sweet wasn't, merry wasn't
Now Prune was a man who just wasn't, a very nice man
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
their dough
To make them young and nifty
But Doctors I defy
To tell me just why
No matter how young a prune may be
It's always full of wrinkles
We
No matter how young a prune may be
He’s always full of wrinkles.
A baby prune is like his dad
But he’s not wrinkled quite as bad
We have
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
she warned us it's made out of prunes.
"Try a little if you dare.
Nothing can compare."
So we had some and now we swear
We won't eat prunes again.
That
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
Prune prunette petite prune des bois
Ta vraie famille est dans les bois
Les biches les rainettes et les coucous ne mentent pas
Les adultes ont
Je suis une prune
Un ovoïde de fortune
Un avatar de demi-lunes
Tapie dans l'univers des satellites
Je suis une prune petite
Une petite pépite
of the fire
He will pour water on the thirsty land
Streams on the dry ground
He will send His blessings on our descendants
Fire, Send down your fire
To prune me
and
Constipated 19 now-nows
Emerges from the hiney of your head
The doo doo chasers
The Promentalshitbackwashpsychosis Enema Squad
The prune juice of the mind
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
in me, apart from You I can do nothing
Change me, prune me
So all I bear is good fruit, good fruit
Mold me, use me
So all I bear is good fruit, good
confondent
Et la joconde, à moins qu'on la tonde
See'est quand même bien une brune
Les brunes comptent pas pour des prunes
Certaines, brunettes se font
And there were plums and prunes and cherries
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon too
There was nutmeg cloves and berries
And a crust that was
avait Prune
Elle était jolie, Prune
Délicieuse amoureuse
Aux yeux poissons de lune
Frileuse comme aucune
Car la petite Prune
Était une vraie brune
Brune
bang!)
La gosse a criblé le cosmos
Et les clichés costauds de fantômes en costard (bang bang!)
(Don du poète, celui d'être ému pour des prunes)
(Don
Terre à la Lune
C'est pas pour des prunes
Qu'on m'appelle Fleur de Pavot !
Dans le quartier chicos de la grand-ville
Dans les casbahs, les hôtels du
Shut up Dursley let
Ya great prune
No one gives two-ton shit about you
Coming in my face
Waving a gun
Well I'm gonna beat you with you son
Oh yeah
prune juice,
(Prune juice),
Cause I gotta wash it down.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I gotta wash the bacon down.
I gotta wash the motherfucking bacon down,
refrigerate(Ouu!)
Purple chevy on deuce deuce,same color as prune juice
Black tints open up that sunroof and let that smoke loose
Different colors different flavors,
given
You feed the beast
And then it comes alive
You feed the beast
And then it comes alive
In time
You prune the leaves
And then it comes alive
You
And he saved me with a
P-R-U-N-E, Prune!
A prune?
Mmmm. A prune!
M-U-L-E.
Ahhhh!
You see. That's how it happened.
I believe you!
E-W, we say yoo and ooh
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