| (I must admit we do get along, he’s quite a man!
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| No saint of course, but you must have expected that before you married him
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| Maybe that was why you married him…)
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| I’m a kind of hybrid of a cartoon and a feature
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| Some have thought me lovely, others saw an ugly creature
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| Some have thought me right at times and others found me tired
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| And I couldn’t count the times that my backside has been admired
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| Beauty is glitter in my eyes
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| I really wanted roses but you sent me custard pies
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| Isn’t it a pity that I’m not the prettiest girl in the world, sometimes I feel
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| when I
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| Kick up my heels in the sun
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| I’m the loveliest one
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| Isn’t it a pity that I’m not the prettiest girl in the world? |
| But sometimes I
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| feel when I
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| Kick up my heels in the sun
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| I’m the loveliest one
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| I’m a kind of cross between a pupil and a teacher
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| Some have found me lovely, others saw an ugly creature
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| I have found my image has obscured all that I am
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| But who said you can’t mix vinegar with jam?
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| Beauty is glitter in my eyes
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| I really wanted roses but you sent me custard pies
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| Isn’t it a pity that I’m not the prettiest girl in the world? |
| But sometimes I
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| feel when I
|
| Kick up my heels in the sun
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| I’m the loveliest one
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| Isn’t it a pity that I’m not the prettiest girl in the world, sometimes I feel
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| when I
|
| Kick up my heels in the sun
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| I’m the loveliest one
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| Isn’t it a pity (the London image makers…
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| Face is made for mirror breakage
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| You know their magazines
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| Can not affect my self esteem!)
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| Beauty…
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| I’m a kind of hybrid of a cartoon and a feature
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| Some have thought me lovely, others saw an ugly creature
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| Some have thought me right at times and others found me tired
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| And I couldn’t count the times that my backside has been admired
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| Beauty is glitter in my eyes
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| I really wanted roses but you sent me custard pies
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| Isn’t it a pity that I’m not the prettiest girl in the world, sometimes I feel
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| when I
|
| Kick up my heels in the sun
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| I’m the loveliest one
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| Isn’t it a pity that I’m not the prettiest girl in the world? |
| But sometimes I
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| feel when I
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| Kick up my heels in the sun
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| I’m the loveliest one |