PoW

Hey, l say let's lay off the poor Prince of Wales He’s livin' out the grimmest of fairy tales I know he's loaded, yeah he’s tons of Pounds But he cab get down just like we do Hey, I say let's lay off the heir to the throne Yeah, I say what the hey, let's leave 'em alone It's got a hard enough job as it is And you wouldn't want his job, now would ya? Well, would ya? I think that they just want him to just quit Just 'cause him and his old lady they split Hey, I say let's lay off the guys next in line And in the meanwhile his old lady’s just fine She goes to galas, yeah the gal’s in demand I don't know how he stands it, I couldn’t - he shouldn't Hey, I say let's lay off - the man would be king But all he gets to do is twiddle his ring I guess one day his mom will cough up that crown But you can't pin her down, now well can ya? Hey, I say let’s lay off the poor Prince of Wales