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I feel pretty, |
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Oh, so pretty, |
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I feel pretty and witty and bright! |
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And I pity |
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Any girl who isn't me tonight. |
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I feel charming, |
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Oh, so charming |
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It's alarming how charming I feel! |
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And so pretty |
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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, |
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Such a pretty dress, |
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Such a pretty smile, |
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Such a pretty me! |
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I feel stunning |
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And entrancing, |
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Feel like running and dancing for joy, |
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For I'm loved |
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By a pretty wonderful boy! |
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GIRLS |
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Have you met my good friend Maria, |
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The craziest girl on the block? |
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You'll know her the minute you see her, |
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She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock. |
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She thinks she's in love. |
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She thinks she's in Spain. |
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She isn't in love, |
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She's merely insane. |
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It must be the heat |
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Or some rare disease, |
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Or too much to eat |
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Or maybe it's fleas. |
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Keep away from her, |
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Send for Chino! |
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This is not the |
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Maria we know! |
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Modest and pure, |
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Polite and refined, |
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Well-bred and mature |
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And out of her mind! |
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I feel pretty, |
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Oh, so pretty |
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That the city should give me its key. |
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A committee |
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Should be organized to honor me. |
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La la la la |
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I feel dizzy, |
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I feel sunny, |
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I feel fizzy and funny and fine, |
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And so pretty, |
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Miss America can just resign! |
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La la la la |
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See the pretty girl in that mirror there: |
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What mirror where? |
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Who can that attractive girl be? |
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Which? What? Where? Whom? |
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Such a pretty face, |
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Such a pretty dress, |
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Such a pretty smile, |
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Such a pretty me! |
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Such a pretty me! |
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I feel stunning |
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And entrancing, |
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Feel like running and dancing for joy, |
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For I'm loved |
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By a pretty wonderful boy! |