?There?s a princess in a tower?
Oh my gosh that?s just like me
?Poor Rapunzel needs a haircut
But the witch wont set her free
She passes time by singing?
Like someone else I know
?As years go by she sits and waits?
As years go by?!
Uh oh
?A torturous existence?
I don?t remember this part!
?She wishes she were dead??
(No Chord)
?But in the end Rapunzel finds a millionaire
The prince is good at climbing
And braiding golden hair?
So I know he?ll appear
?Cause there are rules and there are strictures
I believe the storybooks I read
By candle light
My white knight, and his steed
Will look just like these pictures
It wont be long now, I guarantee
Day number twenty-three
I know its today
I know its today
(Musical interlude where Fiona grows into a teenager)
?There?s a princess in a coma?
Glad it?s her instead of me
?Pretty maiden in a glass box?
How, I wonder, does she pee?
Blah blah blah blah
?poison apple?
Boring boring
?evil queen.?
Filler, filler been there, read that
Seven shorties on the scene
No Chord
?But in the end the princess wakes up with a start
The prince is good at kissing,
And melting Snow White?s heart!?
So I know he?ll appear
And his armor will be blinding
As shining as his perfect teeth, and manly hose
He?ll propose, on one knee
And our pre-nup will be binding
About time we set a wedding date
Day number nine hundred and fifty-eight
I know its today
There?s a princess!
Any princess!
Take your pick they?re all like me!
Not exactly, I?m still waiting
They?re out living happily
Ever after better get here, I want love in seconds flat
No one needs these middle bits
Whoops, did I do that?
Cut the villains, but the vamping
Cut this fairy tale
Cut the peril and the pitfalls,
Cut the puppet and the whale
Cut the monsters, cut the curses
Keep the intro, cut the verses
And the waiting, the waiting, the waiting, the waiting
The waiting!
But I know he?ll appear
Though I seem a bit bi-polar
And I?m a vandal now as well,
Hope he won't mind
I?m a find, Im a catch
And a very gifted bowler
It wont be long now, I guarantee
Day number
Are you there God?
Its me Fiona
Its me Fiona!
Now I know he?ll appear
?Cause there are rules and there are strictures
I believe the storybooks I read by candle light
My white knight, my knight and his steed
Will look just like these pictures
It wont be long now, I guarantee
Day number twenty-three
Teen Fiona: Day number nine fifty-eight
I know its today!