America

I was out last night having a ball
And comin' home, I wasn't thinkin' nothin' at all
And there on the sidewalk what did I see
A little glass slipper starin' back at me
Cinderella (Cinderella)
Well I'm not superstitious but I'm smarter than I seem
And I knew it was love, if you know what I mean
When I saw that slipper it occurred to me
The shoe fit her and she fit me
Cinderella (Cinderella)
Cinderella (Cinderella)
When I find her it will be
A fairy tale for her and me
I will never let her go
Cinderella