Plopped on a hinge, screwed in tight
Rusted and boney for you at night
But I'm over it, over it
Oh, I'm over it
Bought me a pet to compromise
To fatten with dry food, beans, and rice
And he's a-okay, is a-okay
Oh, he's a-okay
Oh
But you made beauty a monster to me
You made beauty a monster to me
You made beauty a monster to me
So, I'm kissing all the ugly things I see
Never a day to spend on me
To bathe in the sun and read magazines
But I'm over it, over it
Oh, I'm over it
'Cause you made beauty a monster to me
You made beauty a monster to me
You made beauty a monster to me
So, I'm kissing all the ugly things I see
Oh, oh
Oh, I'm kissing all the ugly things I see
Oh, oh
Oh, I'm kissing all the ugly things I see
Oh, oh
Oh, I'm nursing all the ugly babies
