LYRICS:

You think you know so much of me, be-headings, heirs, romance

Changed wives almost as often as I change my underpants.

Apart from my great modesty, there's other things you ought

To know about King Henry VIII, that's me, was brilliant at sport.

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I was a star at competitive arts

Though I look more like a man who plays darts.

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I learnt how to joust for fun and use my height against some

I dressed as a knight and one, no wonder that I got sweaty.

There really is nothing like the great feeling when you strike

A bloke with a 12 foot spike. One - nil, back of the netty!

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I really love to get sweaty,

I really love to get sweaty,

I really love to get sweaty.

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I wasn't just a jouster, threw a javelin you know

Axe fighting, dressage, archery; all strings to my long bow.

Dad made real tennis popular; I was a proper Federer

Of course no-one would beat the king, at tennis I was better-er.

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England V France was my big sporting chance

Took on their king, won almost everything.

We had a wrestle for fun; turns out the king of France won

Tricked me, I fell on my bum. Was I annoyed? You bet-y*

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I really love to get...

I really love to get..

I really love to get...

I really love to get sweaty.

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My sporting larks why there's so many parks

Green there and here cos I liked killing deer.

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But then I fell off my horse, it landed on me with force

And so no more sport, of course; that makes no more getting sweaty.

And as the years went by I fell in love with pie

And soon after I could barely get of the settee.