Stepsisters' Lament Lyrics

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 charm
And with very little trouble
I could break her little arm!

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 face is exquisite I suppose'
'But no more exquisite than a rose is'

Her skin may be delacate and soft
But not any softer that a doe's is

He neck is no longer 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!! Ha ha ha ha!

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?!