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For a land of beauty where it's pretty and neat |
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There's a whole lotta ugly up and down the street |
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An ugly boy, an ugly girl in an ugly home |
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There's not much pretty where the ugly roams |
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An ugly house falling down so pretty you think |
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With ugly people washing dishes in the kitchen sink |
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The scene is sad maybe tearful but it still needs love |
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There's still warmth and kindness shining down from above |
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Well, there's a whole lotta people all around the world |
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And there's at least one love for every boy or girl |
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The majority's ugly though I don't know why |
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Every ugly has some pretty in it's own little eye |
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What's ugly to you might be pretty to me |
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So I keep my eyes open to see what I can see |
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I see through a bottle to make it more clear |
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There's a whole lotta ugly but the pretty's still there |
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Whole lotta ugly, ugly people need love too |
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No rest for the ugly, what's an ugly one to do? |
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Ugly to the east and ugly to the west |
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And I've ran from ugly, I must confess |
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I've seen ugly, seen pretty, seen rich, seen poor |
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And ugly so tough, it knocks you to the floor |
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The ugly don't care, they live and they walk |
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And I'll bet your last dollar that your one to talk |
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See the ugly's in charge and that's no mistake |
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So sit yourself down by your ugly date |
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Whole lotta ugly, ugly people need love too |
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No rest for the ugly, what's an ugly one to do? |
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What's ugly to you might be pretty to me |
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So I keep my eyes open to see what I can see |
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I see through a bottle to make it more clear |
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There's a whole lotta ugly but the pretty's still there |
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Whole lotta ugly, ugly people need love too |
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No rest for the ugly, what's an ugly one to do? |
