Stepsister's Lament
Cecile McLorin Salvant"Stepsister's Lament" ist ein Song von Cecile McLorin Salvant, 2015, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:07, 35 lines / 232 words.
Songtext
0:00Why would a fellow want a girl like her
0:04A frail and fluffy beauty
0:08Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
0:12A solid girl like me
0:14She's a frothy little bubble
0:19With a flimsy kind of air
0:22And with very little trouble
0:26I could pull out all her hair
0:30Oh oh why would a fellow want a girl like her
0:36A girl who's so unusual
0:39Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
0:43A usual girl like me
0:47Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink
0:51But not any pinker than a rose is
0:55Her skin may be delicate and soft
0:59But not any softer that a doe's is
1:03Her neck is no longer that a swan's
1:07She's only as dainty as a daisy
1:10She's only as graceful as a bird
1:14So why is the fellow going crazy
1:18Oh why would a fellow want a girl like her
1:22A girl who's merely lovely
1:26Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
1:30A girl who's merely me
1:33She's a frothy little bubble
1:37With a frilly kind of charm
1:40And with very little trouble
1:44I could break her little arm
1:48Oh oh why would a fellow want a girl like her
1:53A girl who's merely lovely
1:56Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
2:01A girl who's merely me
2:03What's the matter with the man
2:05What's the matter with the man
2:07What's the matter with the man
Why would 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 air And with very little trouble I could pull out all her hair Oh oh why would a fellow want a girl like her A girl who's so unusual Why can't a fellow 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 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 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 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
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