The party's over the clock's long struck twelve
Now you can be you and I can turn into myself
My sisters will ask me, "How was the ball?"
I'll say, "I don't want to talk about it at all."
Then I will get up in the morning
Gotta buy me some shoes
I will get up in the morning
I've got nothing to lose
I was not dreaming so I was awake
And it was real, I would have known if it were all fake
I would have known
I lost my glass slipper as well as my ride
I have to admit that I don't know truth from lies
Truth from lies
Then I will get up in the morning
Gotta buy me some shoes
I will get up in the morning
I've got nothing to lose
Then I will get up in the morning
Gotta buy me some shoes
I will get up in the morning
I've got nothing to lose
The party's over
The clock's long struck twelve
Now you can be you and
I can turn into myself
Now you can be you and I can turn into myself
My sisters will ask me, "How was the ball?"
I'll say, "I don't want to talk about it at all."
Then I will get up in the morning
Gotta buy me some shoes
I will get up in the morning
I've got nothing to lose
I was not dreaming so I was awake
And it was real, I would have known if it were all fake
I would have known
I lost my glass slipper as well as my ride
I have to admit that I don't know truth from lies
Truth from lies
Then I will get up in the morning
Gotta buy me some shoes
I will get up in the morning
I've got nothing to lose
Then I will get up in the morning
Gotta buy me some shoes
I will get up in the morning
I've got nothing to lose
The party's over
The clock's long struck twelve
Now you can be you and
I can turn into myself
Lyrics submitted by LizardGirl
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