The Song of the Prune

歌詞

La-la-la-la La-la-la-la Nowadays we often gaze On women over fifty Without the slightest trace Of wrinkles on their face Doctors go and take 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 may get them on our face Prunes get 'em every place Prohibition worries us But prunes don't sit and brood For no matter how young a prune may be It's always getting stewed In the kingdom of the fruits The prune is snubbed by others And they are not allowed To mingle with the crowd Though they're never on display With all their highbrow brothers They never seem to mind To this fact they're resigned That no matter how young a prune may be It's always full of wrinkles Beauty treatments always fail They've tried all to no avail Other fruits are envious Because they know real well That no matter how young a prune may be Hot water makes 'em swell Baby prunes look like their dad But not wrinkled quite as bad Every day in every way The world is getting better We've even learned to fly As days go passing by But how about the poor old prune His life is only wetter No wonder he can't win In the awful stew he's in No matter how young a prune may be He's always full of wrinkles We may get them on our face Prunes get 'em every place Nothing ever worries them Their life's an open book But no matter how young a prune may be It has a worried look Prunes act very kind they say When sickly people moan But no matter how young a prune may be It has a heart of stone