Cinderella

Ring dong ring-a-ding-dong, ring dong ring-a-ding-dong. Ring dong ring-a-ding-dong. La-la Cinderella. Poor, poor Cinderella dreams about the royal ball. Here comes her fairy godmother, waving a magic wand. “Abracadabra!” A pumpkin carriage, three white horses, and a gentle horseman. A beautiful dress and shiny glass shoes. Ready for the ball! Ring dong ring-a-ding-dong, ring dong ring-a-ding-dong. Ring dong ring-a-ding-dong. La-la Cinderella. Ring dong ring-a-ding-dong, ring dong ring-a-ding-dong When the clock strikes midnight, the spell will be broken. The spell will be broken. The spell will be broken. “Oh, my!”