The Four Preps
The Four Preps - Cinderella lyrics
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Gotta cute little girl and I call her Cinderella I'm so in love with her I'm the lucky guy that she calls her fella And she always will I'm sure We can dance all night at the record hop Dance all night up til 12 o' clock We can spend the night a-jumpin' But my head would be a pumpkin If I didn't get her home on time I'd lose my love sublime And maybe this head of mine I'm her own Prince Charming And her beauty's so alarming When I pick her up at eight Cinderella's so fine and she's always mine For a regular weekend date She's a real queen when she climbs aboard Her royal coach: my hopped-up Ford Then away we fly Cinderella and I To her favorite drive-in show And at twelve it's home we go But we drive home very slow Listen to the radio In the book it says That the clock struck twelve And the magic of her beauty was gone Well the girls compare But it stops right there Cause my Cinderella's magic goes on I may have to lose her at 12 o' clock But my Cinderella's beauty doesn't ever stop If you want to see She's the one with me She's the doll that makes my life complete She's so pretty and soft and sweet How could anyone be so neat Mmhmm mmmm mmm