Stepsister's Lament

Why should a fella want a girl like her? A frail and fluffy beauty? Why can't a fella ever once prefer A solid girl like me? She's a frothy little bubble With a flimsy kind of air And with very little trouble I could pull out all her hair Oh oh why would a fella want a girl like her? A girl who's so unusual? Why can't a fella ever once prefer A usual girl like me?! Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink But not any pinker than a rose is Her skin may be delicate and soft But not any softer that a doe's is Her 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 fella going crazy? Oh why would a fella want a girl like her A girl who's merely lovely? Why can't a fella ever once prefer A girl who's merely me? She's a frothy little bubble With a frilly kind of charm And with very little trouble I could break her little arm Oh, oh, why would a fella want a girl like her A girl who's merely lovely? Why can't a fella 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?