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