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Death Of Cinderella Lyrics - Artist : Alanis Morissette
I'm wise and ambitious
And angry and free And smart and available And sexy And soft and appealing And wearing pajamas And twisted and willing And crazy And this is the story of the death of Cinderella She grew to be a maid 'cause she couldn't find a fella That could please her And it's all they could do not to throw her on the floor And thought-provoking And opinionated Cultured and funny And experienced Fearless and tender And sweetly innocent Uninhibited Likes a good debate And this is the story of the death of Cinderella She grew to be a maid 'cause she couldn't find a fella That could please her And it's all that you could do not to tie her to the bed I could fall in love a million times before I die You could draw me a bubble bath We could walk into the sunset This is the story of the death of Cinderella She grew to be a maid 'cause she couldn't find a fella That could please her And it's all they could do not to shake her shoulders And this is the story of the death of Cinderella I'm gonna grow to be a maid 'cause I'll never find a fella That can please me And it's all you can do not to kick me in the ass |
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