Love is for peasants, which we’re obviously not Who needs a heart that’s going to bleed? It’s inconvenient and just makes you hot Let mamma tell you what you need Not just any clown... Someone with a crown... And a happy life is guaranteed! But Mother, that can’t be right... Did you say something? All the books I’ve read All the poems always said That a heart is made to share Joy’s not found in things Such as necklaces and rings But in love that’s always there... That’s the j**el beyond compare. You need to stop reading those...books. Filling your head with..thoughts. No go, Luciana. Do something to make yourself prettier. Yes, Mother The king’s forgotten how he wrecked my family’s life When I was just a tiny tot Just 'cause we tried to k** him...and his wife A little treason – not a lot He took away our land Which wasn’t what we planned He put us on a pig farm and forgot. I ran away and I must say I cleaned up good My past was nothing I’d discuss I found the oldest king that I could His heart condition was a plus! Sunday we were wed Wednesday he was dead Happily that put an end to us! But when I heard that good King Peter had a son I had a daughter right away Put her in training, so she’d be the one Oh how I’ve waited for this day Once they tie the knot I’ll implement my plot Then I’ll use the king’s head for croquet! I’ll take what should be mine And leave him with the swine And I’ll have my way They’re gonna pay! Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha!