Why would a fellow want a girl like her?
A frail and fluffy beauty?
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
A solid girl like me?
She's a frothy little bubble
With a flimsy kind of charm
And with very little trouble
I could break her little arm!
Why would a fellow want a girl like her
So obviously unusual?
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
A usual girl like me?
Her face is exquisite as a rose
But no more exquisite than a rose is
Her skin may be delicate and soft
But no softer than a doe's is
Her neck is no longer than a swan's
She is only as dainty as a daisy
She is only as graceful as a bird
So why is the fellow going crazy?
Why would a fellow want a girl like her?
A girl who is merely lovely?
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
A girl who is merely me?
She's a frothy little bubble
With a frilly sort of air
And with very little trouble
I could pull out all her hair!
A girl who is merely lovely?
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
A girl who is merely me?
What's the matter with the man?
What's the matter with the man?
What's the matter with the man?!
- From Rodgers and Hammerstein's "Cinderella"
Direct hit.....sigh.....
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