The prince was a bird Not guilty or the like A true friend sip and soft No suffering cry All names and some cranks He'd powdered all off Their sycophantic gifts Were never enough Old lady shade turns A Vespertilian thing A motion event A friend of the jinn
The prince and old lady shade ♪ The prince and old lady shade ♪ She has a fair eye She takes her fair share
Of the city's mid day That lunch lady's glare ♪ The prince and old lady shade ♪ The prince and old lady shade ♪ General Woo very nearly smiled Saw the light in the little child ♪ The prince and old lady shade The prince and old lady shade Oh Oh