Stealing Cinderella

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I should have called this blog post "Bet I Can Make You Cry" but I didn't. I just heard this song for the first time today. It made me think of my Daddy (Dad this is dedicated to you).

This song is also for all the little girls out there (that would be all girls since I am convinced that we always have a little girl living inside of us) and to all the Daddy's out there. Just so you know there is always a special place in the heart of a girl for her Daddy.

Click here to see this video. When you are done with that video if you still haven't teared up check out this one, below. Let me know if you can keep from crying (or at least tearing up) because you will deserve some kind of award. :-) ~Kim



In place of

"She was playing Cinderella"

I would have to say playing the roller skating Queen but that wouldn't make a very good title would it?

In place of

"Bouncing on the bed and looking for a pillow fight"

I would have to change it to bouncing on the bed and playing with her Barbie dolls!

You can read all the lyrics below

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

- Chorus -

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 "Yes, she quite a woman"
and he just stared at me
Then 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

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

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
If he gives me a hard time
I can't blame the fella
I'm the one who's stealing Cinderella