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Cinderella, why do you wish to be pretty? What you have is called inner beauty I’m not giving you my pity Cinderella, Why don’t you stand up to those snobs? They are garbage compared to you The people who rob End up blue Cinderella, Why don’t you take what’s yours? And not just dust either Stop doing those chores Cinderella, Why don’t you go out? Not as a maid but who you really are Go a different route You will shine like a star Cinderella, why don’t you let the beauty out? The prince will like you for you Go out and about Forget the glass shoe Cinderella, why don’t you forget its midnight? Show the prince who you really are You wont win without a fight I’m telling you shine like star Be yourself not someone else Cinderella, why do you wish to be pretty? What you have is called inner beauty I’m not giving you my pity
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Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 5:19 AM UTC
Cinderella
Cinderella, why do you wish to be pretty? What you have is called inner beauty I’m not giving you my pity Cinderella, Why don’t you stand up to those snobs? They are garbage compared to you The people who rob End up blue Cinderella, Why don’t you take what’s yours? And not just dust either Stop doing those chores Cinderella, Why don’t you go out? Not as a maid but who you really are Go a different route You will shine like a star Cinderella, why don’t you let the beauty out? The prince will like you for you Go out and about Forget the glass shoe Cinderella, why don’t you forget its midnight? Show the prince who you really are You wont win without a fight I’m telling you shine like star Be yourself not someone else Cinderella, why do you wish to be pretty? What you have is called inner beauty I’m not giving you my pity
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Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 5:19 AM UTC
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