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

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

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

Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink, but their no pinker than a rose is
Her skin may be delicate and soft, but it's no softer than a doe's is
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

She's a frothy little bubble
With a frilly sort of air
And with very little trouble
I could pull out all her hair!

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 men,
What's the matter with the men,
What's the matter with the men?!!