Why would a fellow want a girl like her a frail and fluffy beauty why can't a fellow ever once prefer a solid girl like me She's a frothy little bubble with a flimsy kind of charm and with very little trouble I could break her little arm. Oh, oh why would a fellow want a girl like her so obviously unusual why can't a fellow ever once prefer a usual girl like me Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink, but their no pinker than a rose is Her skin may be delicate and soft, but it's no softer than a doe's is Her neck is no whiter than a swan's She's only as dainty as a daisy She's only as graceful as a bird So why is the fellow going crazy? Oh why would a fellow want a girl like her, a girl who's merely lovely, why can't a fellow ever once prefer a girl who's merely me She's a frothy little bubble with a frilly sort of air And with very little trouble I could pull out all her hair! Oh why would a fellow want a girl like her, a girl who's merely lovely, why can't a fellow ever once prefer a girl who's merely me What's the matter with the men, what's the matter with the men, what's the matter with the men?!!
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