Chuck Wicks - Stealing Cinderella

I came to see her daddy for sit down man to man
It wasn't any secret I'd be asking for her hand
I guess that's why he left me waiting in the living room by myself
With at least a dozen pictures of her sitting on a shelf

She was playing Cinderella
She was riding her first bike
Bouncing on the bed and looking for a pillow fight
Running through the sprinkler with a big popsicle grin
Dancing with her dad, looking up at him
In her eyes I'm Prince Charming
But to him I'm just some fella
Riding in and stealing Cinderella

I leaned in towards those pictures to get a better look at one
When I heard a voice behind me say, "Now, ain't she something, son?"
I said "Yeah, she's quite a woman"
And he just stared at me
And I realized that in his eyes she would always be

Playing Cinderella
Riding her first bike
Bouncing on the bed and looking for a pillow fight
Running through the sprinkler with a big popsicle grin
Dancing with her dad, looking up at him
In her eyes I'm Prince Charming
But to him I'm just some fella
Riding in and stealing Cinderella
Ooh-ooh-ooh

Oh, he slapped me on the shoulder
Then he called her in the room
And when she threw her arms around him
That's when I could see it too

She was playing Cinderella
Riding her first bike
Bouncing on the bed and looking for a pillow fight
Running through the sprinklers with a big popsicle grin
Dancing with her dad and looking up at him
If he gives me a hard time
I can't blame the fella
I'm the one who's stealing Cinderella, mmhmm

Written by:
George Teren, Rivers Rutherford, Chuck Wicks

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