| We believed in fairy tales that day
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| I watched your father give you away
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| Your aim was true a pink bouquet
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| It fell right into my hands
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| We danced for hours and we drank champagne
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| You screamed and laughed when I got up and sang
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| And then you rode away in a white Mustang
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| To your castle in the sand
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| Through the years and the kids and the jobs
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| And the dreams that lost their way
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| Do you ever stop and wonder
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| Do you ever just wanna say
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| Hey, Hey Cinderella what’s the story all about
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| I’ve got a funny feeling
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| We missed a page or two somehow
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| Oh, Cinderella maybe you could help us out
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| Does the shoe, fit you now
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| Your older but no more the wise
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| But learn the art of compromise
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| Sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry
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| And sometimes we just break down
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| We’re good now 'cause we have to be
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| We come to terms with our vanity
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| Sometimes we still curse gravity
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| When no one is around
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| Yeah, I don’t gather dust in the corner of the attic
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| Bicycle rusting in the rain
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| Still we walk in the fabled shadow
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| Sometimes we call her name
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| Hey, Hey Cinderella what’s the story all about
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| I’ve got a funny feeling
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| We missed a page or two somehow
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| Oh, Cinderella maybe you could help us out
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| Does the shoe, fit you now
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| Hey, Cinderella maybe you could help us out
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| Does the shoe, fit you now
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| Fit you now
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| Oh, Cinderella (Cinderella)
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| Does it fit you now
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| Cinderella (Cinderella)
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| Ohh
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| Cinderella (Cinderella)
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| Fit you now (Cinderella)
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| Oh — Oh — Oh — Ooo… |