Who cares if youre jewish, And your breath smells of garlic, And your nose is a shiny red light. To me you are gorgeous, And everythings right, When I turn off the living room light. Your clothes are old-fashioned, Your knuckles are bony, Your hair looks a terrible sight. But I dont have to see you, The way that you are, When I turn off the living room light. When I turn off the living room light. I dont have to see you, The way that you are, When I turn off the living room light. Well its not that you are ugly, And Im not being cruel, It helps me to relax, dear, It helps to keep me cool. Now I am not intending, To make you feel ashamed, Whats wrong in me pretending? cause you cant help being plain. Your nose may be bulbous, Your face may be spotty, Your skin may be wrinkled and tight. But I dont want to see you, The way that you are, So I turn off the living room light. We dont feel so ugly, We dont feel so draggy, We dont feel so twisted up tight. And we dont feel as ugly as we really are, When we turn off the living room light. When we turn off the living room light. We dont feel as ugly as we really are, When we turn off the living room light.