So...
Last I heard,
you were stuck,
on the steps of the palace,
mighty warm, on the steps of the palace,
where the king had born a tiny lord, mighty warm,
The tiny lord, on the steps of the palace,
oh! magnum, did you hear what I heard?
you stole the heart of the tiny lord, oh magnum,
on the steps of the palace,
you were screaming, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria,
we all heard, you screaming, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria,
on the steps of the palace, in excelsis, De-e- Oh!
Why so mysterious, excelsis, baby, joy to the world,
and all that,
I still can't believe you stole his heart? You did, right?
Was it? A star, that star, that prince of a star, shining in the east?
That made you do it? Or
Was it? That pesky little drummer boy,
pounding Bolero into the night?
Oh I know! A toast, a toast! It was him, HIM!
roasting his gingham chestnuts,
on the steps of the palace, roasting. That Tiny lord, mmmm.
No? Do tell, do tell. Boo. Why so mysterious, Magnum? Why?
What gave you courage to take his parting glass and fill it with, Oh!
Magnum, why?
Why ever did you run? Silly. He can't celebrate this night without you.
Without you, babe, without you, he can't celebrate, why ever, did you run?
Heigh ho, sweetie, Heigh Ho,
it's all so much folly,
Heigh ho, sweetie, Heigh Ho,
Do you think he has a clue?
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