Go to the ball? Me?
Why would I want to go to the ball?
I would much rather sit by the fire.
In my own little corner
In my own little chair
I can be what ever I want to be
On the wing of my fancy I can fly anywhere
And the world will open its arms to me
I am in the royal palace of all places
I am chatting with the prince and king and queen
And the color on my two step-sisters' faces
Is a queer sort of sour apple green
I am coy and flirtatious
When alone with the Prince
Oh your highness!
I'm the belle of the ball in my own little corner
All alone...
I wish...
I wish I could go to the ball
Fol-de-rol and fiddle dee dee
Fiddley faddley foddle
All the wishes in the world are poppy cock and twoddle
Who are you?
I'm your fairy godmother, honey
You?
You got a problem with that? 'Cause if you'd rather have some old lady in a tutu sprinkling fairy dust on you...
Oh no, no, I'm sorry, I just, never dreamed
Fol-de-rol and fiddle dee dee
Fiddley faddley foodle
All the dreamers in the world are
Dizzy in the noodle.
In My Own Little Corner (Reprise) Lyrics performed by Brandy are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that In My Own Little Corner (Reprise) Lyrics performed by Brandy is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD