The first 200 lines.
You can tell she's a princess
She doesn't need a crown
You can tell she's a princess
She'll turn the world around
You can see it in her style
You can see it in her smile
You can see it in her flair
And the way she wears her hair
Spinning
Twirling
Girly
You can tell she's a princess
She doesn't need a crown
You can tell she's a princess
She'll turn the world around
Her shoulders are back Na, na, na
You'll never see her slack No, no, no
And even if she falls Na, na, na
She'll laugh and stand up tall Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can tell she's a princess Yeah, yeah
She doesn't need a crown No, no
You can tell she's a princess Yeah, yeah
She'll turn the world around Yeah, yeah
But the secret to her majesty
That sets the girl apart
Is the kindness that shows royalty
It's etched upon her heart
And welcome back!
Andrea and I are thrilled to be here
bringing you the 144th Princess Procession!
That's right, Phil! And where are those princesses processing?
Glad you asked, Andrea.
Why, to Princess Charm School, of course,
"Where Glorious Girls Meet Dreams Of Destiny!"
Emily!
I hope you're doing your homework and not just watching that parade!
I am, Mom!
Yes, every girl dreams it, but only a few can achieve it.
For those born to royalty from kingdoms far and wide,
a chance to earn their titles as princesses.
And for those born commoners,
the opportunity to win a place as a princess' most trusted advisor,
a lady royal!
Boo!
Blair! You're here!
Dance with me, Princess Emily.
Oh, Phil, it's a beautiful day here in Gardania,
I've never seen so many people for the parade!
I know, Andrea. You couldn't be more right. It's a lovely day,
everybody's having a wonderful time...
You'll hurt your eyes looking at this.
Let me get your tiara, Princess Blair.
I am so not a princess.
...costumes are magnificent. They are indeed, Phil.
Every girl's a princess.
Some of them just have fancier crowns.
Fuchsia. It's just adorable.
Mom okay?
Kind of. The doctor says she's comfortable.
Comfortable.
She should be all better.
She'll get there, though.
I just have to keep working.
Then we can afford our own little house in a better area.
With better doctors for Mom?
Mmm-hmm, and a better place for you to grow up.
Some place right out of the pictures you draw.
Blair?
Hi, Mom! I brought you a blueberry scone.
Oh, thank you.
It's the least I can do.
It's time! It's time! It's time!
It's Princess Charm School lottery time!
We have to watch!
And now we'll hear from Headmistress Alexandra Privet.
At Princess Charm School,
those born to the royal life unlock their princess potential.
Yet every year, one regular citizen of Gardania
wins a full scholarship to the school,
with a chance to become a lady royal
and change her life forever.
Will it be you?
Oh, I hope, I hope, I hope.
Did I mention I hope?
When you're old enough you'll enter. I promise.
To choose this year's lottery winner,
I present Miss Delancy Devin.
You of course mean Princess Delancy Devin.
My daughter will soon be ruler of Gardania.
Provided she successfully completes the semester.
Miss Delancy?
Blair Willows.
And there you have it!
Blair Willows! This year's winner... Yes! I knew it!
Woo-hoo! What? But...
Who's a lady royal? Blair's a lady royal!
Emily, that's not possible. Who works in the palace?
Blair works in the palace!
Uh-huh, go Blair! I never even...
Uh-huh, go Blair!
You entered for me?
Only five or six times.
A day. For an entire year.
Who's gonna be a lady royal?
Blair's gonna be a lady royal! Emily!
They're here?
They're really here!
Mom?
Blair Willows?
Congratulations. I'm here to take you to Princess Charm School.
No, I'm sorry.
There's been a mistake.
I'm not going to Princess Charm School.
Yes, you are!
Emily, I don't belong with a bunch of princesses and lady royals.
Look at me! I'm a waitress!
I've got straws in my pocket and ketchup on my socks.
You look perfect.
Thank you. But the girls there won't think so.
And I have responsibilities here.
Blair, it wasn't right of Emily to go behind your back,
but this is a big opportunity.
A position as a lady royal?
Would change our lives forever.
I'll go.
Yes!
Wow, you get to ride in a carriage!
It's time to go. Now?
Now.
Uh... Just let me pull together some clothes and I...
It's all at the school.
We need to leave now, or you forfeit your scholarship.
But what about my...
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
I love you.
I won't let you down.
Blair!
Blair!
Goodbye! Goodbye!
Bye, Mom! Bye, Emily!
Goodbye, Blair!
You'll always be my princess.
Ah! Great!
I've already flunked carriage riding.
Whoa.
Thanks for the ride.
Uh, hey, I wonder if you could maybe show me...
Oh.
Or not.
Ooh! Hey!
Pardon me.
You scared me!
Aww, it's okay. You're a good dog.
"Prince. "
Good boy, Prince.
Hmm. You must be Blair Willows.
We don't usually find our future lady royals sprawled on the floor.
Oh! Um, hi.
Sorry about the floor.
He's just... He's very sweet.
Not usually. He's normally quite shy.
Go lie down, Prince.
I am Headmistress Privet.
Welcome to Charm School.
Thank you. It's really an honor.
Shall I take you to your locker?
Princess Charm School was founded on the principles
of instilling young women with character and confidence.
And it has been preparing them for royal life for nearly five centuries.
Wow.
Emily would love this.
She's always wanted to come here.
Emily?
My little sister. She's the one who entered me in the lottery.
I never would have come,
but it's a chance to make a better life for her and for my mom.
Ah.
Blair, only 27% of the lottery girls make it through to graduation.
Do you think you can handle it?
I think so. I'll sure try.
You'll notice that all of our students
carry themselves with dignity and sophistication.
Weekly dress-up tea socials!
Yes! And we can give each other fun nicknames and swap shoes!
Shh, ladies.
Dress up tea socials in our dorm room every week!
This is the original Princess Charm School.
The centuries-old castle.
Most classes and the student dorms are in our new section.
Our world-class amenities
include a state-of-the-art digital classroom.
To your left, our Olympic-sized ballroom.
And my personal favorite, our luxurious spa.
I do enjoy a good mani-pedi from time to time.
Blair Willows! Ah. Here we are.
Blair Willows!
Anyone seen a "Blair Willows"?
At your service, miss?
This is Grace.
Your personal princess assistant.
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