Lyrics

& how is His Highness tonight? You know it's never quite right We bend over backwards for you; & that's the least we could do For the spoiled little boy - Little Lord Fontleroy & the tea is on the silver tray; Wolfhounds in the sculpture garden The maid has gone away The butler begs your pardon & you're all alone on your velvet throne - ohhh... But me & me & me - That's as far as you see I know what it's like to be like you Because I'm a lot like that, too A spoiled little boy - Little Lord Fontleroy