Oh it was many years ago
When I served as your apprentice
I worked my wings off everyday
'Til my magic grew momentous
Yet you never let me look at your
Most wonderful possession
A secret book of spells that soon
Become my sole obsession
'Cause it was such as bore
Being fairy number four
You treated me like
Your own chattel
It'll be far more fun
Being fairy number one
So won't you make way
For Miss Nettle
I'm like a pretty rose
But be forewarned
Mess with nettle
And you will get the thorns
I'll be as famous as maleficent
But twenty three times
More magnificent
Thank you thank you very much
You're too kind
Darlings it was such a bore being
Fairy number four
And now I have a score to settle
I'll be so much fun
Being fairy number one
So I'm to make way for Miss Nettle
Everyone make way for
Miss Nettle tata
