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 Frise!



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 souflée,

Valentine's Day,

Have some chicken fricassee!



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...