The Cannibal King

Oh, the cannibal king
with the brass nose ring,
went out with the dusty maid,
and every night
by the pale moonlight,
this is what he said:

Ba-room (kiss—kiss) Ba-room (kiss—kiss)
Honey, won’t ya marry me
Ba-room (kiss—kiss) Ba-room (kiss—kiss)
under the bamboo tree?

If you’ll be M-I-N-E mine,
I’ll be T-H-I-N-E thine,
and I’ll L-O-V-E love you,
all the T-I-M-E time
You are the B-E-S-T best
of all the R-E-S-T rest,
and I’ll L-O-V-E love you
all the T-I-M-E time!