Glass Slippers
You may not wear glass slippers
Or even wear a crown
You have no magic pumpkin
Or a fancy ballroom gown
But you're still my Cinderella
A princess in my eyes
I'll be your knight in shining armor
And you, my noble prize
I may not be Prince Charming
With a kingdom of my own
I don't wear those fancy clothes
Or sit on some jeweled throne
We're gonna see some bad times
And we'll probably even fight
This may not be some fairytale
That always turns out right
It's as real as we can make it
No reason for pretending
I will be your morning kiss
And you, my happy ending
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