Fairy Godmother:
Your fallen tears have called to me,
So here comes my sweet remedy,
I know what every princess needs,
For her to live life happily...

With...just...a...
Wave of my magic wand,
Your troubles will soon be gone,
With a flick of the wrist
And just a flash,
You'll land a prince with a ton o'cash
A high-priced dress made by mice no less,
Some crystal-glass pumps
And no more stress,
Worries will vanish
Your soul will cleanse,
Confide in your very own furniture friends,
We'll help you set - a new fashion trend!

I'll make you fancy,
I'll make you great,

Furniture:
The kind of girl the prince would date!

Fairy Godmother:
They'll write your name on the bathroom wall,

Furniture:
For happily ever after, give Fiona a call!

Fairy Godmother:
A sporty carriage to ride in style,
A sexy man my chauffer Kyle,
Banish your blemishes, tooth decay,
Cellulite thighs will fade away,
And - oh what the hey?!
Have a Bichon Frise!

Nip and tuck,
Here and there,
To land that prince with the perfect hair,
Lipstick liner,
Shadows blush!
To get that prince with a sexy tush,
Lucky day,
Hunk buffet!
You and the prince take a roll in the hay,
You can spoon,
On the moon,
With the prince,
To this tune!
Don't be drab,
You'll be fab!
Your prince will have rock-hard abs,
Cheese souflée,
Valentine's Day,
Have some chicken fricassee!

Nip and tuck,
Here and there,
To land that prince with the perfect hair,
Lipstick liner-

Fiona (spoken):
Oh!
Look, hehe, thank you very much, Fairy Godmother, but - I really don't need all this...

Furniture:
HUH! OH!.....[muttering]
Fine, be that way...