Every girl wants their own special prince
Maybe he came from a frog that she kissed?
Or did he wake her up from her sleep?
Or could he have searched the whole damn town for her feet
To fit that slipper//
Every guy wants their own sweet princess
Maybe she felt that little pea under her mattress?
Or did she let down her blond hair
And let he prince use it as a flight of golden stairs
Yeah, I don't really care//
Because you see...
I may not be prince charming
But i still have a princess in mind
She may not have royal blood, nor the hair for me to climb
But I really really want her to be mine//
So at the ball I will say...
Princess you will be my Cinderella?
And we will dance and dance and dance all night long
And even though the clock strikes midnight
We'll be alright
Because I know that I will not last long
'Cos one more day with you it can't be so wrong
And that's my fairy tale//