Fairy Godmother:
Your fallen tears have called to me,
So here comes my sweet remedy,
I know what every princess needs,
For her to live life happily...
With...just...a...
Wave of my magic wand,
Your troubles will soon be gone,
With a flick of the wrist And just a flash,
You'll land a prince with a ton o'cash
A high-priced dress made by mice no less,
Some crystal-glass pumps And no more stress,
Worries will vanish Your soul will cleanse,
Confide in your very own furniture friends,
We'll help you set - a new fashion trend!
I'll make you fancy, I'll make you great,
Furniture:
The kind of girl the prince would date!
Fairy Godmother:
They'll write your name on the bathroom wall,
Furniture:
For happily ever after, give Fiona a call!
Fairy Godmother:
A sporty carriage to ride in style, A sexy man my chauffer Kyle,
Banish your blemishes, tooth decay, Cellulite thighs will fade away,
And - oh what the hey?! Have a Bichon Frisé!
Nip and tuck, Here and there,
To land that prince with the perfect hair,
Lipstick liner, Shadows blush!
To get that prince with a sexy tush,
Lucky day, Hunk buffet!
You and the prince take a roll in the hay,
You can spoon, On the moon,
With the prince, To this tune!
Don't be drab, You'll be fab!
Your prince will have rock-hard abs,
Cheese soufflé, Valentine's Day,
Have some chicken fricassée!
Nip and tuck, Here and there,
To land that prince with the perfect hair,
Lipstick liner-
Fiona (spoken):
Oh!
Look, hehe, thank you very much, Fairy Godmother, but - I really don't need all this...
Furniture:
HUH! OH!.....[muttering]
Fine, be that way...
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