[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

(spoken)
*laughter*
Oh my, your highness, you shouldn't say such things

(sung)
I'm the bell of the ball in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair

(spoken)
Oh I wish, I wish

[FAIRY GODMOTHER]
*laughter*
Fol-de-rol and fiddledy-dee
Fiddledy faddledy foddle
All the wishes in the world
Are poppycock and twaddle
[CINDERELLA, spoken]
Oh Godmother I am glad to see you

[FAIRY GODMOTHER, spoken]
I thought you might be lonely
And I knew what you'd be doing

[CINDERELLA, spoken]
What?

[FAIRY GODMOTHER]
I just knew I would find you
In that same little chair
In the pale, pink mist of a foolish dream

[CINDERELLA, spoken]
Well, what's wrong with that?

[FAIRY GODMOTHER]
*laughter*
Fol de rol and fiddledy dee
Fiddledy faddledy foodle
All the dreamers in all the world
Are dizzy in the noodle