Am
Bm
C
Dadd4
Cadd9
Dadd4
When that old mirror on your wall
Am
Bm
C
Dadd4
Cadd9
Dadd4
said you’re the fairest of them all
Bm
C
“Do you think the other boys really care
Bm
C
if the color of the clothes that I wear
Dadd4
matches my hair?”
Cadd9
D
Oh even though your make-up is a mess
Cadd9
D
and if you look a bit last-year in that dress
C
to me, you’re wonderful
D
C
D
nothing more, nothing less
Am
Bm
C
Dadd9
Cadd9
Dadd4
You may lack style you may lack grace
Am
Bm
C
Dadd4
Cadd9
Dadd4
with lipstick smeared across your face
Bm
C
but I still think we make a beautiful pair
Bm
C
take me dancing, let the good people stare
Dadd4
I really don’t care
Cadd9
D
Oh even though your make-up is a mess
Cadd9
D
and if you look a bit last-year in that dress
C
to me, you’re wonderful
D
C
nothing more, nothing less
D
Am
Bm
and when your dance looks like a dying cock roach
C
Dadd4
Cadd9
Dadd4
on the ki tchen floor
Cadd9
D
C
Bm
Cadd9
Dadd4
I c an’t help it, I just like you more
Cadd9
D
Oh when gravity’s made teabags of your breasts
Cadd9
D
and you’re too fat to fit into your wedding dress
C
you still look wonderful
D
C
well, just your absolute best
Am
Bm
C
Dadd4
Cadd9
Dadd4
Cadd9
D
C
Bm
Cadd9
Dadd4
Bm
C
“It’s ridiculous, the size of my head
Bm
C
who could ever want to take me to bed
Dadd4
I’ts driving me mad”
Cadd9
D
Oh even though your make-up is a mess
Cadd9
D
and if you look a bit last-year in that dress
C
to me, you’re wonderful
D
C
nothing more, nothing less
D
Am
Bm
C
So please don’t tell me no-one loves you
Dadd4
Cadd9
’cause I do
Am
Bm
Dadd4
C
D
Cadd9
Dadd9
