CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : The Village Square

The royal ball on Saturday

I must be the one he'll choose

It's a prizefight, win or lose
Preparing for the big soiree

We've had facelifts, we've had peels

Hope to God the blood congeals

Girls are storming each boutique

Haven't eaten in a week

It's him

Look at prince Sebastian, he's so hot
Yesterday he was an afterthought
I would like to end up in his arms
How could I have missed his endless charms?
What a total dreamboat is this prince

Glad I did my hair and bought breath mints

Dying for a chance to be queen bee
Someone's gonna bag him, why not me?

Hi Sebastian, oh, nice tights

Cinderella, hey

Did she just call him Sebastian? No title? The cheek!

Looks like you've become quite the hit with the ladies suddenly
You sure you still want me at the ball?

Your highness!
I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation with this, um, this
But you're needed, urgently
I'd better go, it's all gone a bit mad

I can see that

Hey

You want my advice, then back off, Cinderella
You better think twice, you'll embarrass yourself

What?

Sebastian's polite and too nice, Cinderella
You're not in his league so get back on the shelf

Did he say this to you?

The prince is a sweetheart and too kind to say it
But you're not his type, take a look at these girls
You're kind of a dog, there's no way to convey it
You'd best skip the ball, spend the night with the squirrels
Of course, how stupid of me

Cinderella! This bracelet is too heavy for me to carry!

Cinderella, I need you, now!

Poor Cinderella, dull as a turnip
Cursed with a face that's as plain as a boot