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Cinderella is not at home

Cinderella is not at home
She's gone to party all alone
All alone in a one-off dress
Glass slippers shining, to impress

Cinderella is not at home
She's left the brush and mop and broom
Standing propped by the front door
She's gone to see if there's more

Cinderella has gone out
Dressed in crystal, silks, and a pout
Given it all by a fairy friend
The magic's begun - but where will it end?

Cinderella is not at home
She's gone to the palace all alone
She's left her coach and her horses outside
But she'll finish the night without her ride