[PREMINGER]
Well your good luck has departed
And your people soon will starve
Au revoir to your foie gras and cheese fondues
But because I'm so good hearted
Half my fortune I will carve
I feel your pain, so how could I refuse?

But to give me some incentive
There's just one thing I require
And it's something that you'd never even use
And it's nothing that inventive
Just the one thing I desire
This simple crown, yes, how could I refuse?

Oh don't let your spirits falter
I've a ring box in my hand
And I've booked a band so grab your dancing shoes
And come with me to the altar
Save the kingdom as you planned
Yes, marry me, for how can you refuse?
How can you refuse?