Stealing Cinderella Lyrics - Singles - Chuck Wicks

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 

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 

She was 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"