Stepsister's Lament

[Grace]
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?

[joy]
She's a frothy little bubble
With a flimsy kind of charm
And with very little trouble
I could break her little arm.

[grace]
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?

[joy]
Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink
But not any pinker than rose is.

[grace]
Her skin may be delicate and soft
But not any softer than a doe's is.

[both]
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?

What's the matter with the man
What's the matter with the man
What's the matter with the man???