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!