"In My Own Little Corner"

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Go to the ball? Me? Why would I want to go to the ball? I would much rather sit by the fire. In my own little corner In my own little chair I can be what ever I want to be On the wing of my fancy I can fly anywhere And the world will open its arms to me I am in the royal palace of all places I am chatting with the prince and king and queen And the color on my two step-sisters' faces Is a queer sort of sour apple green I am coy and flirtatious When alone with the Prince Oh your highness! I'm the belle of the ball in my own little corner All alone... I wish... I wish I could go to the ball Fol-de-rol and fiddle dee dee Fiddley faddley foddle All the wishes in the world are poppy cock and twoddle Who are you? I'm your fairy godmother, honey You? You got a problem with that? 'Cause if you'd rather have some old lady in a tutu sprinkling fairy dust on you... Oh no, no, I'm sorry, I just, never dreamed Fol-de-rol and fiddle dee dee Fiddley faddley foodle All the dreamers in the world are Dizzy in the noodle.