
作词 : Fulton Lee Farrish
作曲 : Fulton Lee Farrish/August Pappas
Legs hanging off the countertop, feet kicking and they never stop
Big pink and white polka dots on your dress
No this ain't no fancy ball, and your slippers ain't glass at all
But it sure feels right to call you princess
And if you don't mind, I'm just gonna talk right into your heart
Now baby listen close, I'm gonna tell you what you might not know, know, know, know
You look like a fairytale, baby
I'm lost in your pages, and I keep on reading of you uuuuh, you uuuuh
Somebody call up Cinderella, I just need tell her
That the next big thing is you uuuuh, uuuuh
Now I'm reaching in the front pocket of my old blue jeans
You and I and a record machine
We can dance, you can step on my feet, all night long
No I ain't got no magic spell, I ain't no king if you couldn't tell
I'm a Beast you can be my Belle, all day long
And if you don't mind, I'm just gonna talk right into your heart
Now baby listen close, I'm gonna tell you what you might not know, know, know, know
You look like a fairytale, baby
I'm lost in your pages, and I keep on reading of you uuuuh, you uuuuh
Somebody call up Cinderella, I just need tell her
That the next big thing is you uuuuh, uuuuh
Nanananananana, hey Cinderella
Nanananana, move over
Nanananananana, hey Cinderella
Nanananana, move over
Nanananananana, hey Cinderella
Nanananana, move over
Nanananananana, hey Cinderella