I'm wise and ambitious
And angry and free
And smart and available
And sexy
I'm soft and appealing
And wearing pajamas
And twisted and willing
And crazy
[CHORUS]
And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to throw her on the floor.
I'm thought-provoking
And opinionated
Cultured and funny
And experienced
I'm fearless and tender,
And sweetly innocent
Uninhibited
Likes a good debate
[CHORUS]
And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to tie her to the bed.
[BRIDGE]
I could fall in love a million times before I die
You could draw me a bubble bath
We could walk into the sunset
And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to keep her sober
[CHORUS]
And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
I'm gonna grow to be a maid and I'll never find a fella
Who can use ..?..
And that's all you can do not to kick me in the ass