MONTY:
Pigs might fly
Foolish to think she would marry you
Why would she sink so low?
You've only a claim to a noble old name
Who could blame her for saying no?

Foolish to dream she's in love with you
You're a fool to believe that kiss
The man who inspires such breathless desires
Well, that's the man to dismiss

Foolish to hope she would ever see
All that you really are
A man with no trade is no match I'm afraid
For a blade in a motor car
He'll go far

Foolish to pray you will ever be
The fellow she might prefer
Let's have a drink
It's foolish to think
You'll ever stop loving her

On a mythical scale, the D'Ysquiths prevail
On a hill just outside of town
In a castle they love
That is so far above
They're accustomed to looking down
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