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When the little king  Rode on his horse  Into the darkened wood  No one believed  That he'd return  They thought he'd gone for good  As he looked down to see the lake  He found a secret key  The little king he couldn't wait  And he rode off nervously  In a stolen car  On busy streets  He spun the leather wheel  He was burning oil  In second gear  As the tyres loudly squealed  And the bouncers on the kerb  Jumped right out of the way  He smashed into a superstore  And he didn't feel a thing  Just a quiet night where the fun begins  For the little king  Once life was merry going round  Then time began to rub  The future looked as clear as day  But it quickly turned to mud  It stuck to him like glue  What can anybody do  For the little king  For the little king  Now the little king  Is locked away  To mix with the elite  In the doghouse now  He learns new tricks  From other pedigrees  It's small town front page news  The fairy tale your king  Has scratched his head looking for clues  He found splinters there  But one day soon the latch will swing  For the little king