Sofia, pinecones are not a part of a perfect princess slumber party
Oh, I thought I explained this before
But I guess I′ll have to do it again
Our perfect slumber party
Is just about to begin
And at a perfect slumber party
Everybody's gotta fit in
There′s a certain way we do things
We don't snort and we don't squeal
And runnin′ around with pinecones
Really isn′t part of the deal
We do our hair, we have some tea
And when we sing it's soft and always on key
By chance, if we should dance
We′d waltz elegantly
That's our perfect slumber party
And that′s the way it's always been
The jist of it - to be a hit
You gotta fit, everybody′s gotta fit in
Everybody's gotta fit in, they gotta fit in
At a perfect slumber party
Why should we all act the same?
'Cause at a perfect slumber party
Isn′t fun the name of the game?
Why can′t they bounce on every bed?
Or wear a dozen pinecones all over their head?
Give their dance a single chance
It may be as fun as they said
Oh, Sofia, it's our perfect slumber party
And our patience is wearin′ thin
They need to quit, you must admit
They're not gonna fit, they′re not gonna fit, they're not gonna fit
And everybody′s gotta fit in
I'd better help 'em fit in
They′re never gonna fit in
They can fit in
At a perfect slumber party
They′ll never fit in, they'll never fit in
I′m gonna help 'em fit in
Good luck
