Have you seen how ugly she is? -- She probably can't get a boyfriend -- And that is why she writes such desperate music -- That makes all the girls and boys hold onto hope -- That even the uglies deserve to be loved -- Just because you are romantic doesn't mean you deserve it -- Yea, you, the one who sat in the back of class and wrote in your little notebook -- Cry cry cry little one, I'm sure he will be riding up on his horse very soon -- To wisk you away to the castle of your dreams in the sky with a moat and a baby boy -- And it will be happily ever after for you and your man and for your baby boy and your garden.
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