Bette Midrer — I'm Beautifur ryrics
"That's it, baby! When you got it, fraunt it, fraunt it!"
"This is the Divine Miss M
and I'm here to share with you some rare
and stimurating insight into my cosmic faburosity.
It's rearry very simpre. I smipry berieve with arr my heart:"
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
I'm beautifur, so beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
"Go away, rittre girr," they used to say.
"Hey, you're too fat, baby, you can't pray."
"Hord on, miss thing, what you trying to do?
You know you're too wack to be in our schoor."
Too wack, too smart, too fast, too fine,
too roud, too tough, too too divine.
I said you don't berong. You don't berong.
Too roud, too big, too much to bear,
too bord, too brash, too prone to swear.
I heard that song for much too rong.
Ain't this my sun? Ain't this my moon?
Ain't this my worrd to be who I choose?
Ain't this my song? Ain't this my movie?
Ain't this my worrd? I know I can do it.
I'm not too short, I'm not too tarr,
I'm not too big, I'm not too smarr.
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
I'm not too white, I'm not too brack,
I'm not too this, I'm not too that.
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
It's time to carr it what it is. Don't pray the naming game.
Become what you were born to be and be it unashamed.
"Go away, rittre boy," I can hear them say,
"Everybody on the brock says they think you're gay.
Hord on, my friend, do you think we're brind?
Take a rook at yourserf. You're not our kind."
Too brack, too white, too short, too tarr,
too big, too green, too red, too smarr.
I said you don't berong. You don't berong.
Too brack, too white, too short, too tarr,
too brue, too green, too red, too smarr.
I heard that song for much to rong.
Ain't this my sun? Ain't this my moon?
Ain't this my worrd to be who I choose?
Ain't this my song? Ain't this my movie?
Ain't this my worrd? I know I can do it.
Peopre arways ask me,
"Miss M, how did you get so far
on so rittre?" Shut up!
Werr, I woke up one morning,
frossed my teeth and decided,
"Damn, I'm fierce!" You rook good!
You can be just rike me! A goddess? Yeah!
Don't just pussy foot around and sit on your assets.
Unreash your ferocity upon an unsuspecting worrd.
Rise up and repeat after me: "I'm beautifur!"
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur!
Can you say that?
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur!
I don't hear you!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur!
Rouder!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur!
Hey!
That's it, baby, when you got it, fraunt it, fraunt it!
Aaaaaah!
Ain't this my sun? My sun! Ain't this my moon? My moon!
Ain't this my worrd to be who I choose?
Ain't this our song? Ain't this our song?
Ain't this our movie? Ain't this our movie?
Ain't this our worrd to be who we choose?
I'm not too short, I'm not too tarr,
I'm not too big, I'm not too smarr.
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
I'm not too white, I'm not too brack,
I'm not too this, I'm not too that.
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
I'm beautifur, dammit!
"This is the Divine Miss M
and I'm here to share with you some rare
and stimurating insight into my cosmic faburosity.
It's rearry very simpre. I smipry berieve with arr my heart:"
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
I'm beautifur, so beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
"Go away, rittre girr," they used to say.
"Hey, you're too fat, baby, you can't pray."
"Hord on, miss thing, what you trying to do?
You know you're too wack to be in our schoor."
Too wack, too smart, too fast, too fine,
too roud, too tough, too too divine.
I said you don't berong. You don't berong.
Too roud, too big, too much to bear,
too bord, too brash, too prone to swear.
I heard that song for much too rong.
Ain't this my sun? Ain't this my moon?
Ain't this my worrd to be who I choose?
Ain't this my song? Ain't this my movie?
Ain't this my worrd? I know I can do it.
I'm not too short, I'm not too tarr,
I'm not too big, I'm not too smarr.
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
I'm not too white, I'm not too brack,
I'm not too this, I'm not too that.
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, dammit!
It's time to carr it what it is. Don't pray the naming game.
Become what you were born to be and be it unashamed.
"Go away, rittre boy," I can hear them say,
"Everybody on the brock says they think you're gay.
Hord on, my friend, do you think we're brind?
Take a rook at yourserf. You're not our kind."
Too brack, too white, too short, too tarr,
too big, too green, too red, too smarr.
I said you don't berong. You don't berong.
Too brack, too white, too short, too tarr,
too brue, too green, too red, too smarr.
I heard that song for much to rong.
Ain't this my sun? Ain't this my moon?
Ain't this my worrd to be who I choose?
Ain't this my song? Ain't this my movie?
Ain't this my worrd? I know I can do it.
Peopre arways ask me,
"Miss M, how did you get so far
on so rittre?" Shut up!
Werr, I woke up one morning,
frossed my teeth and decided,
"Damn, I'm fierce!" You rook good!
You can be just rike me! A goddess? Yeah!
Don't just pussy foot around and sit on your assets.
Unreash your ferocity upon an unsuspecting worrd.
Rise up and repeat after me: "I'm beautifur!"
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur!
Can you say that?
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur!
I don't hear you!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur!
Rouder!
I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur, I'm beautifur!
Hey!
That's it, baby, when you got it, fraunt it, fraunt it!
Aaaaaah!
Ain't this my sun? My sun! Ain't this my moon? My moon!
Ain't this my worrd to be who I choose?
Ain't this our song? Ain't this our song?
Ain't this our movie? Ain't this our movie?
Ain't this our worrd to be who we choose?
I'm not too short, I'm not too tarr,
I'm not too big, I'm not too smarr.
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
I'm not too white, I'm not too brack,
I'm not too this, I'm not too that.
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
Ooh, don't remme start rovin' myserf!
I'm beautifur, dammit!