West Side Story: 12. I Feel Pretty

I feel pretty, oh so pretty

I feel pretty and witty and bright

And I pity any girl who isn't me tonight

I feel charming, oh so charming

It's alarming how charming I feel

And so pretty that I hardly can believe I'm real

See the pretty girl in that mirror there

Who can that attractive girl be?

Such a pretty face, such a pretty dress

Such a pretty smile, such a pretty me!

I feel stunning and entrancing

Feel like running and dancing for joy

For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy

Have you met my good friend Maria

The craziest girl on the block?

You'll know her the minute you see her

She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock

She thinks she's in love

She thinks she's in Spain

She isn't in love

She's merely insane

It must be the heat

Or some rare disease

Or too much to eat

Or maybe it's fleas

Keep away from her! Send for Chino!

This is not the Maria we know

Modest and pure, polite and refined

Well-bred and mature, and out of her mind!

I feel pretty, oh so pretty

That the city should give me its key

A committee should be organized to honor me

(La la la la la la la, la la la)

I feel dizzy, I feel sunny

I feel fizzy and funny and fine

And so pretty; Miss America can just resign

(La la la la la la la, la la la la la)

See the pretty girl in that mirror there

(What mirror where?)

Who can that attractive girl be?

(Which? What? Where? Whom?)

Such a pretty face, such a pretty dress (Whom? Whom?)

Such a pretty smile, such a pretty me (Whom?)

(Such a pretty me, such a pretty me, such a pretty me)

I feel stunning (I feel stunning)

And entrancing (And entrancing)

Feel like running and dancing for joy (Feel like running and dancing for joy)

For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy (For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy)