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!
Oh oh 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 I suppose,
But no more exquisite than a rose is.
Her skin may be delicate and soft
But not any softer that a doe’s is.
Her neck is no longer that a swan’s
She’s only as dainty as a daisy
She’s only as graceful as a bird…
So why is the fellow going crazy?
Oh why would a fellow want a girl like her,
A girl who’s merely lovely?
Why can’t a fellow ever once prefer
A girl who’s 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!! Haha ha ha!
Why would a fellow want a girl like her,
A girl who’s merely lovely?
Why can’t a fellow ever once prefer
A girl who’s merely me?
What’s the matter with the man?
What’s the matter with the man?
What’s the matter with the man?!