So I guess I’m not Cinderella
The dress wasn't mine to wear
Prince Charming did not come for me
There’s no tiara in my hair
I have no good friends to speak of,
Even of the mousy type
And as for my fairy godmother,
I don’t see her in sight.
Ten minutes drag
As I dance alone with my broom
My slippers stick
To my feet alright.
It’s safe to say
I’ll be staying on earth
This dreadful, dream less night
The dress wasn't mine to wear
Prince Charming did not come for me
There’s no tiara in my hair
I have no good friends to speak of,
Even of the mousy type
And as for my fairy godmother,
I don’t see her in sight.
Ten minutes drag
As I dance alone with my broom
My slippers stick
To my feet alright.
It’s safe to say
I’ll be staying on earth
This dreadful, dream less night

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