Where is my
Aladdin, to show me the wolrd?
Where is my Eric, to kiss his
girl?
Where is my Beast, to show me beauty lies inside?
Where are these men, why do they hide?
Why do I get a Jafar, who's slimy as a snake?
Or get dissed for an Ursula, who's ugly and fake?
Or get a know-it-all Gaston, who thinks he's so sly?
I guess I'll wait in my castle forever, for my fairy tale
guy.
not my format. not my quote.
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