She said her name was Cinderella 
From under her umbrella with the blues. 
He said his name was Mr Dumpty 
But she could call him Humpty if she choosed. 
Then queried "Wasn't it a pity 
That dear old New York City 
Was more and more resembling a zoo?" 

Humpty talked of birds and berries 
The Staten Island Ferry and the moon. 
Cinderella showed her blisters 
As she told him of her sisters and her broom. 
And how she sweated with the sweeping 
While they were always out and reeking of perfume. 

Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe? 
Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe? 

And as the sky was clearing 
He asked her most endearing to the ball. 
She said she didn't have a skirt 
In a voice that was quite curt but he could call. 
But she never gave her number 
She just left him there to wonder by the wall. 

Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe? 
Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe? 

We all know Cinderella's story 
Of her fortune and her glory very well. 
And of Mr Dumpty's fall 
From his perch upon the wall no need to tell. 
But after close inspection 
I can't help but pose the question 
"Did Humpty Dumpty jump, or did he fell?" 

Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe? 
Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe?