Stress..

Cinderella, Cinderella
All I hear is Cinderella
From the moment that I wake up
Till the shades of night are falling

There isn't any let up
I hear them calling, calling
"Go up and do the attic and
Go down and do the cellar,
You can do them both together,
Cinderella"

How lovely it would be
If I could live my fantasy
But in the middle of my dreaming
They're screaming at me:

Cinderella, Cinderella
All I hear is Cinderella
From the moment that I wake up
Till the shades of night are falling