Fairy Godmother Song

Your fallen tears have (F#m)called to me.

So (E)here comes my sweet (D)rem edy.

I (A)know what ev'ry (Adim)princess needs (D)for her to live life (E7)happily.

With just a (F)wave of my (Fdim)magic (F)wand,

your (Bb)troubles will (Bbdim)soon be (Bb)gone.

With a (G7)flick of the wrist and (C)just a (G7)flash,

you'll (C)land a prince with a (Bb)ton of cash;

(C)a (F)highpriced (Fdim)dress made by (F)mice,

no less;

some (Bb)crystal glass (Bbdim)pumps and (Bb)no more stress.

Your (A)worries will vanish, your (D)soul will cleanse.

(Gm)Confide in your (D7)very own (Gm)furniture (G7)friends.

We'll (F)help you set a (C7)new fashion (F)trend.

(F)I'll make you (Fdim)fancy, (F)I'll make you great (the (Bb)kind of (Bbdim)gal the (Bb)prince would date.)

They'll (Gm7)write your name on the bathroom wall.

(C9)A (F)sporty (Fdim)carriage to (F)ride in style,

a (Bb)sexy (Bbdim)man boy (Bb)chauffeur "Kyle."

We'll (A)banish your blemishes, (Dm)tooth (D)decay.

Cellulite thighs will (Bbm6)fade away, and (F)oh what the hey...

(C)Have a Bichon (F)Frisé!

(C7)Nip and tuck here and there to (F)land that prince with the perfect hair.

(C7)Lipstick liners, shadows, blush, to (F)get that prince with the sexy tush.

(C7)Lucky day, hunk buffet.

(F)You and your prince take a roll in the hay.

(C7)You can spoon on the moon (F)with the prince to this tune.

(C7)Don't be drab;

you'll be fab.

(F)Your prince will have rockhard abs.

(C7)Cheese soufflé, Valentine's Day.

(F)Have some chicken fricassee.

(C7)Nip and tuck here and there to (F)land that prince with the perfect hair.

(C7)Lipstick liners...