King Fontaine
Violets are blue
Roses are red
He fled higher than me
Then he's probably dead
But then again
He's in a better place
So no worries
I'll be the one
To take your place
So now you’re gone
With all your riches
Left behind
I'll take care of it
As King Fontaine
I'll have control
Control of
Your Future Place
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