Now her bags are packed, she slams the door,
She’s standing proud outside Frogmore,
Through a windowpane, her husband waves goodbye.
The chauffeur swings the garden gates,
She’s already texting trusted mates,
Within two hours she’ll take off through the sky.
So radiate your royalty, mindful of security,
Wave as though you cannot bear to go (bear to go),
’Cause you’re leaving on a jet plane, can’t say when you’ll be back again, oh Meghan, must you go?

The gifts from in-laws weigh a lot
But they’ll look good in Archie’s cot,
She hopes that excess baggage fees are low.
She wears a splendid summer dress
It’ll feature in tomorrow’s press
From Montreal to Frankfurt and Heathrow.
So radiate your royalty, mindful of security,
Let’s wave although your mood we cannot know (cannot know),
’Cause you’re leaving on a jet plane, we don’t know when you’ll be back again, oh Meghan, we don’t know!

Bless you ma’am on your departure,
You’ve had more stress than Shula Archer,
Enjoy an airline croissant with your tea (with your tea);
Dream about the years to come
When you won’t have to fly alone,
And Harry won’t be lonesome in Surrey.
So let’s all wave at Meghan Markle,
Photograph those eyes that sparkle,
Wave although her mood we cannot know (cannot know),
’Cause she’s leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when she’ll be back again, oh Meghan, we don’t know.
With tailwind perfect for Vancouver, establishment she outmanoeuvred -
Fair princess free to go.
Weaving on a jet plane, don’t know when she’ll be back again.