Maison Des Lunes

When a man like me is thwarted And denied his honeymoon When the pretty thing he's courted Refuses to swoon Then the time has come for a murky plan For which he turns to a murky man To find that fiend where better than At the Maison Des Lunes You'll be strapping up an inmate Very tightly, very soon But we won't bring him in late Check in time's noon How sad Mourice is not too well Prepare a five star padded cell And lock him in for a long long spell At the Maison Des Lunes Do I make myself entirely clear? It's the simplest deal of your whole foul career! Put Maurice away and she'll be here in moments In a dreadful state She'll capitulate to me! Oh, oh, oh, I love incarceration I could lock up a platoon Hey, well imply your incarnation to a mantle of doom So, wave one bachelor goodbye She'll be my bride She'd rather die Than have her daddy ossify? The times opportune So book the church, raise glasses high To the Maison des Lunes!