Sofia, pinecones are not a part of a perfect princess slumber party

Oh, I thought I explained this before

But I guess I′ll have to do it again

Our perfect slumber party

Is just about to begin

And at a perfect slumber party

Everybody's gotta fit in

There′s a certain way we do things

We don't snort and we don't squeal

And runnin′ around with pinecones

Really isn′t part of the deal

We do our hair, we have some tea

And when we sing it's soft and always on key

By chance, if we should dance

We′d waltz elegantly

That's our perfect slumber party

And that′s the way it's always been

The jist of it - to be a hit

You gotta fit, everybody′s gotta fit in

Everybody's gotta fit in, they gotta fit in

At a perfect slumber party

Why should we all act the same?

'Cause at a perfect slumber party

Isn′t fun the name of the game?

Why can′t they bounce on every bed?

Or wear a dozen pinecones all over their head?

Give their dance a single chance

It may be as fun as they said

Oh, Sofia, it's our perfect slumber party

And our patience is wearin′ thin

They need to quit, you must admit

They're not gonna fit, they′re not gonna fit, they're not gonna fit

And everybody′s gotta fit in

I'd better help 'em fit in

They′re never gonna fit in

They can fit in

At a perfect slumber party

They′ll never fit in, they'll never fit in

I′m gonna help 'em fit in

Good luck