I am sitting here in panties and a bra
On that bench next to the palace
And I ask myself in panties and a bra:
I’ll be loved or be harassed?
Remembering the glory days
Of orchestra and balladeers
The balladeers
And gowns that touched the very ground
Were gently swaying to the sounds
The sounds
Now in the times of Prince Albert
There are new rules to bear in mind
To bear in mind
Towards the lace and lingerie
Even if age has not been kind
Not been kind
So I'm sitting here in panties and a bra
On that bench next to the palace
And I ask myself in panties and a bra:
I’ll be loved or be harassed?
I feel this urge to be right back
It is on stage where I belong
Where I belong
This is the only chance I've got
I'd even shake my ding-a-dongs
Ding-a-dongs
So I'm sitting here in panties and a bra
On that bench next to the palace
And I ask myself in panties and a bra:
I’ll be loved or be harassed?
Bra bra bra bra bra
We want Monaco back
Bra bra bra bra bra bra bra bra
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