Texty: Fratellis. Cuntry Boys & City Girls.

I said, "I don't get out too much", I said
She said, "You said I said two times instead"
I said, "Oh please, please, please no
You'er just not funny ya know"

So stick around here for a week or three or four
I passed out one time by your door
It was twenty to four but I just can't be sure

Cinderella, Cinderella, she's my very kind of fella
Part right, half wrong, oh you know it won't be too long
And oh you know we country boys are only after sex and noise
Take me, shake me, I'm a real mess, oh yes
I love the way you city girls dress even though your head's in a mess

Well, it was some kind of house by some kind of road
With some kind of peculiar dress code
All the boys had no style not one girl did she smile
I said, "You're making me itch", she said, "Don't"
I said, "I'll try my best", she said, "I know that you won't"
Now it's time to go home while I was chewing her bone

Baby doll, baby doll, climbing on the bedroom wall
Got no real friends at all, maybe she's a mother or two
But I think she's into you

Take me home take me home, call my mother on the phone
Ella was her name when I left but now she is Rose
Got no fingers or toe's
Lost them everywhere that she goes, now

Lost them everywhere that she goes, now
Lost them everywhere that she goes, now
Lost them everywhere that she goes, now
Lost them everywhere that she goes, now

Cinderella, Cinderella, she's my very kind of fella
Part right, half wrong, oh you know it won't be too long
And oh you know we country boys are only after sex and noise
Take me, shake me, I'm a real mess, oh yes
I love the way you city girls dress even though your head's in a mess

Baby doll, baby doll, climbing on the bedroom wall
Got no real friends at all, maybe she's a mother or two
But I think she's into you

Take me home take me home, call my mother on the phone
Ella was her name when I left but now she is Rose
Got no fingers or toe's
Lost them everywhere that she goes, now