Cocktail Counterpoint

I joined the foreign legion

With a saber in my hand

I crawled across the desert

With my belly in the sand

With men who loved their camels

And their brandy and I swear

Nobody dished, nobody swished

When I was a Foreign Legionnaire

Oh, what lovely dishes

They're so delicate and frail

Mine have naked children

I believe they're only male

Oops, I think they're playing

Some exotic, little game

Oops, I think that

Leap-frog is its name

This is even worse than I feared

The son is strange, the father is weird

To meet the wife, I'm actually afraid

I prefer that Anne remain an old maid

It's appalling to confess

Our new in-laws are a mess

She's a prude, he's a prig

She's a pill, he's a pig

So zis, zis, zis for you, Papa

I joined the foreign legion

With a saber in my hand

I crawled across the desert

With my belly in the sand

With men who loved their camels

And their brandy and I swear

Nobody dished, nobody swished

When I was a Foreign Legionnaire

I joined the foreign legion

With a saber in my hand

I crawled across the desert

With my belly in the sand

With men who loved their camels

And their brandy and I swear

Nobody dished, nobody swished

When I was a Foreign Legionnaire

Here's mother