Seeking Cinderella Lyrics

The day dissolved like a magic spell

From a bedtime fairytale

As a white collar prince in a pickup truck

Heard that country music wail

Steel guitar and violins

Put him in the mood for love

As he pulled into the parking lot

Of the Wicked Good Time Pub

"Seeking Cinderella" was the hashtag that he had

"I might be the one you've been dreaming of

Or as close as you'll ever come

Believe me, Cinderella

Just swipe me to the right

It's hit or miss but if the glass slipper fits

You could be my princess tonight"

She pressed her lips on a Kleenex and left

A red kiss in a little waste can

Hopped in her car headed for the bar

Hopin' that he'd understand

She'd had a dream since she was a girl

Of ridin' a cowboy's horse

But a pickup truck might be enough

If a prince climbed out of its door

"Seeking Cinderella" was the hashtag that he had

"I might be the one you've been dreaming of

Or as close as you'll ever come

Believe me, Cinderella

Just swipe me to the right

It's hit or miss but if the glass slipper fits

You could be my princess tonight"

They drank their beer and told their stories

All talked out they sat and stared

He wasn't a prince or even a cowboy

But she didn't seem to care

And as the clock on the wall struck twelve

They turned back into who they already were

In the corner booth of The Good Time Pub

He spoke these words to her:

"I've been seeking cinderella in an app on my cellphone

I'm not a prince I'm a workin' stiff

Afraid he will grow old alone

Believe me when I tell you, I don't want to be a fraud

If you give me a chance you might find romance

And a prince inside this frog

I don't give a fig if the glass slipper fits

Help me find the prince in the frog"