There’s a big silver moon in the watermelon sky,
There’s a triplet doing washing and it’s hanging out to dry,
There’s a watermelon sun in the watermelon sea,
And a melon-boat a-sailing off for baby and for me.
There’s a watermelon man and he’s eating toast and jam,
And a watermelon baby that’s cooking eggs and ham,
There’s a watermelon nurse with a watermelon purse,
And a watermelon prostitute who’s learning how to curse.
There’s snake who bowls for England and a dog who cooks for France,
There’s a grizzly bear with ginger hair who’s learning how to dance,
There’s a cat who sings the Marseilles and a bird who sings the blues,
And a sailor boy, a bendy toy, who is cleaning piles of shoes.
So that’s the end of watermelon, we hope you liked your stay,
Goodbye, farewell, now go to sleep, we’re fading quite away.