Catie Curtis - The Party's Over Lyrics
The partys over the clocks long struck twelveNow you can be you and I can turn into myselfMy sisters will ask me, How was the ball?Ill say, I dont want to talk about it at allThen I will get up in the morningGotta buy me some shoesI will get up in the morningI've got nothing to loseI was not dreaming, no I was awakeAnd it was real, I would have known if it were all fakeI would have knownI lost my glass slipper as well as my rideI have to admit that I dont know the truth from liesTruth from liesI will get up in the morningGotta buy me some shoesI will get up in the morningI've got nothing to loseI will get up in the morningGotta buy me some shoesI will get up in the morningI've got nothing to loseThe partys overThe clocks long struck twelveNow you can be you andI can turn into myself