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You see late one night when the palace was asleep
Out of my royal chambers and into the garden I creep
And I wait 'til the appointed time when the moon is lighting the pitch
At which point my peasant friend who looks just like me
Arrives and we make a switch
-Putin probably
You see late one night when the palace was asleep Out of my royal chambers and into the garden I creep And I wait 'til the appointed time when the moon is lighting the pitch At which point my peasant friend who looks just like me Arrives and we make a switch -Putin probably