So I guess you already know what happened next How I came to England, hopeful Summoned after the King saw my portrait And how I, with my meager looks they are Didn't live up to his expectations I mean, it's the usual story, isn't it? The savvy, educated young princess deemed repulsive By a wheezing, wrinkled, ulcer-riddled man 24 years her senior Rejection, rejection from a king I mean, how could anyone overcome a fate as devastating as being forced to To move into a resplendent palace in Richmond With more money than I could spend in a lifetime And not a single man around to tell me what to do with it? I mean, seriously! It's just just- it's- it's tragic