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