The Name of the Song Is Prune Songtext
von Paul Tripp

If Christmas came in June
You would say, "Good afternoon"
We don′t care if it all makes sense
The name of the song is Prune

Prune, Prune, Prune, Prune
Croon, spoon, moon, June
Prune, croon, Prune, spoon
Apricot?
No, Prune!

We had a pet raccoon
Ate doughnuts with a spoon
We don't care if it all makes sense
The name of the song is Prune


Prune, Prune, Prune, Prune
Croon, spoon, moon, June
Prune, croon, Prune, spoon
Lemon?
No, Prune!

There was a big baboon
Who never sang in tune
We don′t care if it all makes sense
The name of the song is Prune

Prune, Prune, Prune, Prune
Croon, spoon, moon, June
Prune, croon, Prune, spoon
Crabapple?
No, Prune!

We blew up a balloon
It turned into the moon
We don't care if it all makes sense
The name of the song is Prune


Prune, Prune, Prune, Prune
Croon, spoon, moon, June
Prune, croon, Prune, spoon
Spinach?
No, I told you, Prune!