Cordelia: Wanna see some luggage fly? I've got a spell for that It will zoom around the room Just like an acrobat Feel free to cheer and gush I've got the magic touch Cedric: Though you may know some spells and charms You're not the only one Cordelia: Why don't I unload the bags? Cedric: Hold on, I'm nearly done Why must you always rush My brilliant magic touch Cordelia: Wave your wand Chant your charms Just do it far from me You might cause harm Set off alarms With faulty sorcery Magic is not to be taken lightly Lest you conjure things quite unsightly Take it from someone who knows Best leave the magic to the pros Cedric: I'm the Royal Sorcerer and I demand respect Cordelia: Let's be real, with you in charge The place will end up wrecked I'm certain of this much You have no magic touch Cedric: She always wants to put me down Even right before the King With all her taunts When she's around They all think I can't do a thing Cordelia: Magic is not to be taken lightly Lest you conjure things quite unsightly Take it from someone who knows Cedric: You're the reason for all my woes Cordelia: My talent just grows and grows So leave the magic to the pros
