You left me a king cake
It was for three, I didn't touch it
I put on the crown while moaning
Because I 'was the only being alive
To be able to find the enchanted bean
Given that you have just left me
I am a king, a king in pajamas who is lost at home
The ghosts were dancing and making fun of me
Thank you for thinking of me in your own way
I have my paper crown kept all day
We are satisfied with little when we have nothing left
Then you called, we almost laughed
As if you I wasn't quite part
I'm a king, a king in pajamas who got lost at home
Between the bedroom and the dining room
On the stairs, lost
What am I the king of, if not of a Galilee that I will have to invent
Between the bedroom and the dining room
I am the king in pajamas
My whole kingdom for a king cake

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