Cinderella, Cinderella, All I hear is Cinderella

From the moment that I get up,

Till shades of night are falling

There isn’t any let up

I hear them calling calling

“Go up and do the attic and go down and do the cellar

You can do them both together, Cinderella!”

How lovely it would be If I could

Live my fantasy

But in the middle of my dreaming

They’re screaming at me

“Cinderelllllaaaaaa!