Death Of Cinderella Lyrics - Alanis Morissette

I'm wise and ambitious 

And angry and free 

And smart and available 

And sexy... 

I'm soft and appealing 

And wearing pajamas 

And twisted and willing 

And crazy... 

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella 

She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella 

Who can use her 

And it's all you could do not to throw her on the floor. 

And thought-provoking 

And opinionated 

Cultured and funny 

And experienced... 

Fearless and tender 

And sweetly innocent 

Uninhibited 

Likes a good debate. 

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella 

She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella 

Who can use her 

And it's all you could do not to tie her to the bed. 

I could fall in love a million times before I die 

You could draw me a bubble bath 

We could walk into the sunset... 

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella 

She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella 

Who can use her 

And it's all you could do not to keep her sober. 

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella 

I'm gonna grow to be a maid and I'll never find a fella 

Who can use me 

And that's all you can do not to kick me in the ass.