Oh it was many years ago
That I served as your apprentice
I worked my wings off everyday
'Till my magic grew momentous
Yet you never let me look at
Your most wonderful possession
A secret book of spells
That soon became my sole obsession
'Cause it was such a bore
Being fairy number four
You treated me like your old kettle
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 thorn
I'll be as famous as maleficent
But twenty three times more magnificent
Oh 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
It'll be so much fun
Being fairy number one
So won't you make way for miss nettle
Everyone make way for miss nettle
Ta ta