"Stepsister's Lament"

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 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 face is exuiside I suppose,

But no more exuiside that a rose is.

Her skin may be delacate and soft

But not any softer that a doe's is

He neck is no longer that 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!! Ha ha ha ha!

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?!