Frog Prince on my Shoulder

If I only could Kiss this Frog Prince

                        If I only could get my lips

Too his finger tips

I could turn that little frog

Into my handsome prince

He could take me to the ball

and we would dance down the hall

and Like Cinderella

I would leave a glass slipper behind

So my handsome prince could once again find

The sweet Cinderella 

the girl who ran off at curfew time

Before she lost her charm

I kiss from Cinderella's lips

and frog prince has met his match

No other woman was finer

Than this Cinderella at the diner

as the frog prince found the glass slipper

and he search all the next day

He searched the woodlands too

until he met up again with little Cinderella

Who had lost her glass shoe.