We haven't stopped singing songs from musicals for the last couple of hours which is probably making Rachel's neighbors love us a whole lot, and when we got to this version of Cinderella, I never realized how much more I relate to the ugly stepsisters than Cinderella
Why should 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 not any pinker than roses
Her skin may be delicate and soft, but not any 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 man, what's the matter with the man, what's the matter with the man?!!
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