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I feel pretty, oh so pretty |
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I feel pretty and witty and bright |
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And I pity any girl who isn't me tonight |
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I feel charming, oh so charming |
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It's alarming how charming I feel |
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And so pretty that I hardly can believe I'm real |
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See the pretty girl in that mirror there |
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Who can that attractive girl be |
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Such a pretty face, such a pretty dress |
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Such a pretty smile, such a pretty me |
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I feel stunning and entrancing |
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Feel like running and dancing for joy |
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For I'm loved by a pretty, wonderful boy |
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See the pretty girl in that mirror there |
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Who can that attractive girl be |
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Such a pretty face, such a pretty dress |
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Such a pretty smile, such a pretty me |
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I feel stunning and entrancing |
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Feel like running and dancing for joy |
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For I'm loved by a pretty, wonderful boy |
