Cinderella, Darling

How often does it happen

That a secretary's boss

Wants to marry her?

Halleluia!

How often does the dream come true

Without a sign of conflict

Or barrier?

Halleluia!

Why treat the man

Like he was a typhoid carrier?

How often can you fly

From this land of carbon paper

To the land of flowered chinz?

Halleluia!

How often does a Cinderella

Get a crack at the prince?

Cinderella and the prince.

Don't you realize

You're a real live fairy tale,

A symbol devine?

So if not for your own sake,

Please darling, for mine.

Don't, don't, don't, Cinderella, darling,

Don't turn down the prince.

Don't rewrite your story.

You're the legend, the folk lore,

The working girl's dream of glory.

We were raised on you, darling,

And we've loved you ever since.

Don't mess up a major miracle;

Don't, Cinderella, don't turn down the prince.

Oh, let us live it with you,

Each hour of each day:

On from Bergdorf Goodman

To Elizabeth Arden

In the station wagon

Hurry from Twenty-One

To the Tarrytown PTA.

(No, New Rochelle.)

New Rochelle PTA.

Oh, do not leave us minus

Our vicarious bonus.

We want to see his highness

Married to your lowness.

On you, Cinderella, sits the onus;

So when you name the happy day,

Please phone us.

But don't, don't, don't, Cinderella, darling,

Don't turn down the prince.

Why spoil our enjoyment?

You're the fable, the symbol

Of glorified unemployment.

We were raised on you, darling,

And we've loved you ever since.

Don't louse up our fav'rite fairy tale;

Don't, Cinderella,

Don't, don't, don't,

Don't, Cinderella,

Don't, don't, don't,

Don't, Cinderella, don't,

Don't turn down the prince.

(All right. I'll give him one more chance.)

Halleluia.