I'm just a lonely cavegirlSearching for a dateLooking for cave romanceOr at least a caveman dateMy momma says I must wait hereUntil the moon is brightWith cakes, milk and honey as gifts for the GodsOr as snack food for Mr. RightNow crawl around three timesOn your hands and kneesAnd if the face of a handsome man comes into viewThen he's your caveman loveI think I must look really sillyWhat caveman in his right mind would go for a crawling, circling cavegirllike - Oh, are you the man for me?My handsome caveman husbandIs all I'd hoped he would beHe likes to go out huntingThen I cook it for his teaI promise to love him foreverUntil he's old and greyHe'll live to the grand age of thirtyAt which point he'll probably pass awayBut that doesn't mean you stop loving him'Cause now you have to prepareA burial to show how much you careFor your caveman loveFirst I set fire to my husbandThen carefully cut off his skinBoil in a pot some oysters and snakesLet the funeral beginDrop in some limpets and winklesAnd sprinkles of mouse, toad and shrewThen put out the fire with the cauldronAnd say au revoir to my caveman loveMy caveman loveCaveman love.