Fairy Tales

[Verse 1]
She's wondering what to wear
Black dress and tied-up hair
It’s hard to think when the phone-calls don't stop
Throws on her favourite pearls
And now she texts the girls
'They’ll meet outside of the 'Engen One Stop'

She buys some cigarettes and puts away her change
She's not wearing underwear
And that feels strange
Her only wish is that her name is on the guest-list
And she doesn't have to wait in line

[Chorus]
Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Who'll be the Queen of the Carnival?
He'll be the Prince in her dance-floor affairs
She'll leave her shoes on the night-club stairs

[Verse 2]
Heat wave weather makes the drinks taste better
The music flows and they dance together
Cocktail caramel and Mexican sunrise
Dry Martini with a Whisky surprise
3am on a medium wave
How many lives will the DJ save?
He picks the next one, people follow
Moving like they don’t have to work tomorrow

[Chorus]
Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Who’ll be the Queen of the Carnival? (who will be)
He'll be the Prince in her dance-floor affairs
She’ll leave her shoes on the night-club stairs

Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Who'll be the Queen of the Carnival? (who will be)
He'll be the Prince in her dance-floor affairs
She'll leave her shoes on the night-club stairs

Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Who’ll be the Queen of the Carnival? (who will be)
He'll be the Prince in her dance-floor affairs
She'll leave her shoes on the night-club stairs

[Outro]
Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Mirror, mirror, mirror ball
Mirror, mirror, mirror ball