Текст (слова) песни: Alanis Morissette - Death Of Cinderella
I`m wise and ambitious,And angry and free,And smart and available,And sexy...I`m soft and appealing,And wearing pajamas,And twisted and willing,And crazy... And this is the story of the death of Cinderella She`d grow to be a maid if she couldn`t find a fellaWho can use herAnd it`s all you could do not to throw her on the floor.
And thought-provoking,And opinionatedCultured and funny,And experienced...Fearless and tender,And sweetly innocent,Uninhibited,Likes a good debate. And this is the story of the death of CinderellaShe`d grow to be a maid if she couldn`t find a fellaWho can use herAnd it`s all 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... And this is the story of the death of CinderellaShe`d grow to be a maid if she couldn`t find a fellaWho can use herAnd it`s all you could do not to throw her on the floor And this is the story of the death of CinderellaI`m gonna grow to be a maid and I`ll never find a fellaWho can use meAnd that`s all you can do not to kick me in the ass.
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