I’m In the Middle of a Muddle

I'm In the Middle of a Muddle I'm in the middle of a muddle In a middle of a muddle am I I wanna have fun, I wanna have fun But the work is piling high I'm in the middle of a riddle In the middle of a riddle oh my I'll never get done, I'll never get done Because I'm only I It seems my work just never stops The rooms turn into rooms Oh, how I wished my feet were mops And my hands were brooms I'm in a topsy of a turvy In a topsy of a turvy its true I wish I were twins, I wish I were twins I'm in the muddle in the middle of a muddle And I can't muddle through Cinderella (Cinderella) Cinderella Cinderella Cinderella Cinderella (Cinderella) Cinderella Cinderella It seems my work just never stops The rooms turn into rooms Oh, how I wish my feet were mops And my hands were brooms I'm in a topsy of a turvy In a topsy of a turvy its true I wish I were twins, I wish I were twins I'm in the muddle in the middle of a muddle And I can't muddle through