The clock's long struck twelve
And I can turn into myself
‽How was the ball?â€
‽I don't want to talk about it at allâ€
Then I will get up in the morning
I will get up in the morning
No I was awake and it was real
I would have known if it were all fake
I lost my glass slipper as well as my ride
I don't know the truth from lies
I will get up in the morning
I will get up in the morning
I will get up in the morning
I will get up in the morning
The clock's long struck twelve