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Cinderella)
In my own little corner in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wing of my fancy I can fly anywhere
and the world will open its arms to me
I am in the royal palace, of all places
I am chatting with the prince and king and queen
and the color on my two stepsister's faces
is a queer sort of sour apple green
I am coy, and flirtacious, when alone with the prince

(Oh, you highness, you...)

I'm the bell of the ball in my own little corner
all alone.