Mice

Cinderella, Cinderella

All I hear is Cinderella, from the moment I get up

till shades of night are falling

There isn't any letup, I hear them calling, calling

"Go up and do the attic and go down and do the cellar, you can do them

both together

Cinderella."

How lovely it would be

if I could live in my fantasy

But in the middle of my dreaming

they're screaming

at me

Cinderella