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Cinderella Songs BOTH: We fell in love at the dance at the castle, We waltzed in a pure paradise. KM: I ran down the steps / to go home at midnight In a pumpkin with a couple of mice. GK: I found her glass slipper there on the staircase And searched for the lady it fits. I asked her--- KM: We married BOTH: It seemed to be perfect But soon it turned into the pits. GK: We came home from the honeymoon, climbed that old staircase KM: And I saw the dust on the floor. There were dustballs and hairballs the size of a rabbit, And the bathroom was hard to ignore. GK: Weeks went by, months, and the place was a pigsty. KM: And I knew--- Oh I knew --- what he'd say. BOTH: Why can't you keep this place clean, Cinderella? Why must we live this way? (SPOKEN, OVER VAMP) KM: Why can't I keep it clean?? GK: It's disgusting. Look. Chicken bones on the floor. Broken glass from your slippers. Dead flowers. KM: Do I live here alone Is there anyone else living in this room? Huh? GK: Those aren't my big tufts of golden hair in the bathtub drain. That isn't my makeup strewn from one end of the bathroom to the other. KM: I'd be more than happy to discuss a system of sharing the cleaning responsibilities, if that interests you. GK: Sharing! KM: You never heard of sharing? GK: I'm a prince KM: I'm your princess. GK: Yes, but --- before you married me --- I mean after all I did for you --- your had nothing--- you were a slave--- KM: So--- I don't want to be one again. Okay? GK: Look. Cindy. You're good at cleaning. Your cleaned your stepmother's place. You're a great hearth sweeper and cook and --- I don't know how to do those things. I'm basically good with swords and I'm a terrific dancer. KM: (You could) set an example for all of your subjects If you'd pick up a pail and a mop. Maybe they'd sweep up the streets and the highways If some sweeping went on at the top. If royalty stooped down to pick up a dustmop Cleaning might gain prestige. Why don't you be a real prince, Mr. Charming? Where's your noblesse oblige? GK: Somehow I never imagined that a fairy tale would turn out like this. Show White didn't do this, did she? KM: She had dwarves. GK: The Little Mermaid? KM: She lived underwater. The currents took care of it. GK: It was so great falling in love with you, I never stopped to think about housekeeping. What are we going to do? Get slaves? Slaves are hard to get. KM: Look, Charming--- cleaning is not that hard--- I'll teach you--- GK: Your fairy godmother couldn't - come in a couple days a week--- KM: Nope. Gone. GK: Gone? KM: Fairy Godmothers are in big demand these days. She went into management. GK: Oh. BOTH: We fell in love at a dance in the castle, We walked up the aisle side by side. And now time has passed, and the royal apartment It smells like royalty died. The closet's a swamp and the kitchen's a mess And the bedroom's a shame and disgrace. The romance was lovely. Last night was a ball Now it's time to clean up the place. © 1998 Garrison Keillor |
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