Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo,
If I beg of the Fairy Godmother to swing her wand,
Will you then be able to look into my eyes,
And tell me that you love me now?
Shall I drop to my knees and beg,
Beg of these witches to cast a wicked spell,
Will you then still be able to tell,
That you never used to love?
