Glass Slipper

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[Verse 1]
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     No one's asking to go 
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dancing. It’s not like that anymore
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It’s romantic if they mean it when
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 they shut your fingers in the door
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It’s a gory sort of story thats 
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been told a hundred times before
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It gets tricky dont be picky if 
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the slipper fits you wear it, whore

[Chorus]
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How many tips can I take home 
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tonight without them getting mad?
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How many stitches do you think it 
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takes to fix a cut that bad?
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How many minutes until midnight 
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and you get your eyesight back?

[Solo]
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[Verse 2]
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     Not to knock it, I've been 
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off it, never moving very much at 
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once.
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It’s been awkward. I still offer 
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it when it’s that time of

[Refrain]
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Other girls shower but I give out
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 flowers
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to curious strangers who throw 
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dollars at my feet

[Chorus]
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     How many crimes can I try 
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spotting dry before it leaves a 
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stain?
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How many times say that I love you
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 til it doesnt mean a thing?
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How many fittings must I sit 
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through with my big feet blistering?
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How many times until it strips me 
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and my big mouth strikes again?

[Solo]
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[Verse 3]
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  I’m not asking to go dancing 
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I’m not that dumb anymore
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It’s exhausting to keep smiling 
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when your toes are bleeding on the 
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floor
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It’s a gory sort of story thats 
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been told a hundred times before
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Don't be sorry just ignore me 
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because honestly I’m

[Refrain]
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Too sore from fitting exactly to 
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ride into
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setting suns aching to stand on 
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my own two feet

[Chorus]
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      How many wishes do I still
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 have left to fix the way it ends
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How many princes do you think it 
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takes to put a girl like this
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back together again?  How many 
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instances can you point out
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Where I was less than kind?  How 
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many happy endings do you need
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to change your fucking mind?  And
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 How much
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time do we have left before it's
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midnight and you see that I was
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never the right size?