I'm a kind of hybrid Of a cartoon and a feature Some have thought me lovely Others saw an ugly creature Some have found me right on time And others found me tired And I couldn't count the times That my backside has been admired
Chorus 2
Beauty is glitter in my eyes. I realle wanted roses, But you sent me custard pies...
Chorus 3
Isn't it a pity That I'm not the prettiest Girl in the world But sometimes I feel When I kick up my heels in the sun I'm the loveliest one
I'm a kind of cross between A pupil and a teacher Some have found me lovely Others saw an ugly creature I have found my image Has obscured all that I am But who said you can't mix vinegar with jam?
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The London image makers Faces made for mirror-breaking Should know their magazines Can not effect my self-esteem