Andalasia, Andalasia That happily-ever-after place Always remember Andalasia And a smile will always be Upon your face
Once upon a time In a magical kingdom called Andalasia A baby was found in the forest With no mother or father to speak of The baby was raised by the animals Who loved her as one of their own And her name was Giselle Giselle grew into a beautiful young lady... With a loving heart and a secret desire
I've been dreaming of A true love's kiss And a prince I'm hoping comes with this
Until one day, she won the love Of Andalasia's bravest prince! But then, Giselle was pushed Through a portal by an Evil Queen And landed in a strange And extremely confusing kingdom called...
New York City, New York City
There she met Robert Who was a lawyer with dreamy eyes And a daughter named Morgan Who saw magic everywhere she went So Giselle and Robert fell in love And they lived...
Ever, ever after
Come on! Read it again, Dad
What if I told you that "ever after" Wasn't the end of their story?
What do you mean? We've heard this story a million times That's how it always ends
Uh, uh, uh You only heard part of the story See, it turns out, New York Wasn't Giselle's happily-ever-after after all Well, I'm not too proud of my part in this one But if you two will get into bed, I'll read it to ya This story begins where the old one left off: In the kingdom of New York after "happily ever after."
After? But there is no after, after "happily ever after."
Yeah, you just get married Then nothing ever happens to you again
Oh, not in this world Over there, things would never stop happening For Giselle, a few years went by Morgan sprouted up, and eventually Robert and Giselle had a baby A beautiful girl named Sofia And for one moment, Giselle truly had it all And that's when things began to change First, with all the baby stuff Their castle in the sky shrunk two sizes Then, life got so busy It felt like a sleeping curse fell over them every single night But the hardest part of all was Morgan She became what that world calls a "teenager." And it felt to Giselle that she had set out to a faraway place where she could never go With so much changed, Giselle started feeling That life in the kingdom of New York Wasn't such a fairy tale after all And that's when she saw... a sign
In Monroeville, oh, Monroeville Where life is so simple, clean, and clear So think of moving to Monroeville And they always say your Fairytales are dear
And so they packed up and moved...
To a place where there ain't nothin' To perturb ya Or disturb ya A new and magic kingdom Called suburbiaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.