Lyrics:

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
Your check-in time's noon
How sad Maurice is not too well
Prepare a five-star padded cell
And book 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
We'll apply your inclination
To a mad old buffoon
Then wave one bachelor goodbye
She'll be my bride
She'd rather die
Than have her daddy ossify?
The time's opportune
So book the church, raise glasses high
To the Maison des Lunes