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The king is walking on his tightropeAnd he doesn't quite know what he's to doHe's using his binoculars to look around himHe's looks at you, looks at you, looks at youThe king oh he doesn't know he's marriedThinks he oughta go and find himself a wifeForgot he's got a ring on his fingerAnd already a queen in his lifeOh queen, why not go up and tell himYou've been loving him for so longThat you sat at his table for years and yearsAnd together danced to many songThe queen sighs and smiles so gentlySays "I hope that one day you will seeAlthough he'll wander off to find his loveI know he'll find his way back to meThough he isn't aware that I've always been thereI know he'll find his way back to meThough he doesn't realise that I'm his wifeI know he'll find his way back to me From Letras Mania