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Never in my life Have I dreamed a better day When the love I was looking for Came knocking at my door Who was this tall, hansom stranger looking back at me Could it be I was imagining everything I see I pinched myself once or twice just to be sure And that’s when I realized he’s still standing at my door So how did Prince Charming find my ugly porch Or was that a man holding a torch I never can remember the rest But they say that is for the best I’m told that the house was burnt to the ground And that Prince Charming was never found |