Daddy always thought that he married beneath him. That's what he said, that's what he said. When he proposed he informed my mother He was probably her very last chance. And though she was twenty-two, Though she was twenty-two, Though she was twenty-two, She married him. Life with my dad wasn't ever a picnic More like a "Come as you are." When I was five I remember my mother Dug earrings out of the car I knew they weren't hers, But it wasn't Something you'd want to discuss. He wasn't warm. Well, not to her. Well, not to us But Everything was beautiful at the ballet. Graceful men lift lovely girls in white. Yes, Everything was beautiful at ballet. Hey! I was happy... at the ballet. That's why I started class... Up a steep and very narrow stairway. To the voice like a metronome. Up a steep and very narrow stairway. It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... But it was home Mother always said I'd be very attractive When I grew up, when I grew up. "Diff'rent," she said, "With a special something And a very, very personal flair." And though I was eight or nine, Though I was eight or nine, Though I was eight or nine, I hated her. Now, "Diff'rent" is nice, but it sure isn't pretty. "Pretty" is what it's about. I never met anyone who was "diff'rent" Who couldn't figure that out. So beautiful I'd never lived to see. But it was clear, If not to her, Well, then... to me... That ... Everyone is beautiful at the ballet. Every prince has got to have his swan. Yes, Everyone is beautiful at the ballet. Hey!... I was pretty... At the ballet Up a steep and very narrow stairway To the voice like a metronome. Up a steep and very narrow stairway It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... But it was home. I don't know what they were for or against, really, Except each other. I mean I was born to save their marriage But when my father came to pick my mother up At the hospital He said, "Well, I thought this was going to help. But I guess it's not..." Anyway, I did have a fantastic fantasy life. I used to dance around the living room With my arms up like this My fantasy was that there was an Indian Chief... And he'd say to me, "Maggie, do you wanna dance?" And I'd say, "Daddy, I would love to dance!" Doo-doo-doo-doo But it was clear... Doo-doo-doo When he proposed... Doo-doo-doo That I was born to help their marriage and when Doo-doo-doo-doo That's what he said... Doo-doo-doo That's what she said... Doo-doo-doo I used to dance around the living room... Doo-doo-doo-doo He wasn't warm... Doo-doo-doo Not to her... It was an Indian chief and he'd say: "Maggie, do you wanna dance?" And I'd say, "Daddy, I would love to..." Everything was beautiful at the ballet, Raise your arms and someone's always there. Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet, At the ballet, At the ballet!!! Yes everything was beautiful at the ballet. HEY!... I was pretty... I was happy... "I would love to..." At... the... ballet.

Daddy always thought that he married beneath him. That's what he said, that's what he said. When he proposed he informed my mother He was probably her very last chance. And though she was twenty-two, Though she was twenty-two, Though she was twenty-two, She married him. Life with my dad wasn't ever a picnic More like a "Come as you are." When I was five I remember my mother Dug earrings out of the car I knew they weren't hers, But it wasn't Something you'd want to discuss. He wasn't warm. Well, not to her. Well, not to us But Everything was beautiful at the ballet. Graceful men lift lovely girls in white. Yes, Everything was beautiful at ballet. Hey! I was happy... at the ballet. That's why I started class... Up a steep and very narrow stairway. To the voice like a metronome. Up a steep and very narrow stairway. It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... But it was home. Mother always said I'd be very attractive When I grew up, when I grew up. "Diff'rent," she said, "With a special something And a very, very personal flair." And though I was eight or nine, Though I was eight or nine, Though I was eight or nine, I hated her. Now, "Diff'rent" is nice, but it sure isn't pretty. "Pretty" is what it's about. I never met anyone who was "diff'rent" Who couldn't figure that out. So beautiful I'd never lived to see. But it was clear, If not to her, Well, then... to me... That ... Everyone is beautiful at the ballet. Every prince has got to have his swan. Yes, Everyone is beautiful at the ballet. Hey!... I was pretty... At the ballet [MAGGIE, Up a steep and very narrow stairway To the voice like a metronome. Up a steep and very narrow stairway It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... [MAGGIE, But it was home. [MAGGIE ( I don't know what they were for or against, really, Except each other. I mean I was born to save their marriage But when my father came to pick my mother up At the hospital He said, "Well, I thought this was going to help. But I guess it's not..." Anyway, I did have a fantastic fantasy life. I used to dance around the living room With my arms up like this My fantasy was that it was an Indian Chief... And he'd say to me, "Maggie, do you wanna dance?" And I'd say, "Daddy, I would love to dance!" Doo-doo-doo-doo But it was clear... Doo-doo-doo When he proposed... Doo-doo-doo That I was born to help their marriage and when Doo-doo-doo-doo That's what he said... Doo-doo-doo That's what she said... Doo-doo-doo I used to dance around the living room... Doo-doo-doo-doo He wasn't warm... Doo-doo-doo Not to her... It was an Indian chief and he'd say: "Maggie, do you wanna dance?" And I'd say, "Daddy, I would love to..." Everything was beautiful at the ballet, Raise your arms and someone's always there. Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet, At the ballet, At the ballet!!! [MAGGIE, Yes everything was beautiful at the ballet. HEY!... I was pretty... I was happy... "I would love to..." [MAGGIE, At... the... ballet.

Outrageous when I move my body Outrageous when I'm at a party Outrageous in my sexy jeans Outrageous when I'm on the scene Outrageous, my sex drive Outrageous, my shopping spree Outrageous, we on a world tour Outrageous, that's B-girl Outrageous Sexy as I wanna be Got these fellas chasin' me It's 'bout time I hit the streets All my girls still feelin' me B-girl ain't lost the beat Jumped over drama and I landed on my feet Gotta keep goin', no stoppin' me And if you don't like it, then (la, la-la-la, la-la-la) Media, over here (hey-hey) Comin' through like a world premiere (hey-hey) Trench coat and my underwear Let's go with this freak show It's outrageous when I move my body Outrageous when I'm at a party Outrageous in my sexy jeans Outrageous when I'm on the scene Outrageous, my sex drive Outrageous, my shopping spree Outrageous, we on a world tour Outrageous, that's B-girl Outrageous I'm about to bring the heat Locking down the industry Aren't I suburb glamorous? Red carpet and cameras Take trips around the globe Tints on my Jeeps so nobody knows So hot, got you comin' out your clothes Now I'm about to give you the (la, la-la-la, la-la-la) Media, over here (hey-hey) Comin' through like a world premiere (hey-hey) Trench coat and my underwear Let's go with this freak show It's outrageous when I move my body Outrageous when I'm at a party Outrageous in my sexy jeans Outrageous when I'm on the scene Outrageous, my sex drive Outrageous, my shopping spree Outrageous, we on a world tour Outrageous, that's B-girl I just wanna be happy in a place where love is free Can you take me there? Somebody, ooh And when you mention my name, make sure you know the truth, yeah Until I vow to keep it forever Outrageous when I move my body Outrageous when I'm at a party Outrageous in my sexy jeans Outrageous when I'm on the scene Outrageous, my sex drive Outrageous, my shopping spree Outrageous, we on a world tour Outrageous, that's B-girl Outrageous when I move my body Outrageous when I'm at a party Outrageous in my sexy jeans Outrageous when I'm on the scene Outrageous, my sex drive Outrageous, my shopping spree Outrageous, we on a world tour Outrageous, that's B-girl

It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor Outrageous, the crimes some human beings must endure It's a blessing to wash your face in the summer solstice rain It's outrageous a man like me stand here and complain But I'm tired Nine hundred sit-ups a day I'm painting my hair the color of mud Mud okay? I'm tired, tired Anybody care what I say? No! I'm painting my hair the color of mud Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? It's outrageous the food they try to serve in a public school Outrageous, the way they talk to you like your some kind of clinical fool It's a blessing to rest my head in the circle of your love It's outrageous I can't stop thinking 'bout the things I'm thinking of And I'm tired Nine hundred sit-ups a day I'm painting my hair the color of mud Mud okay? I'm tired, tired Anybody care what I say? No! Painting my hair the color of mud Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? God will Like he waters the flowers on your window sill Take me I'm an ordinary player in the key of C And my will was broken by my pride and my vanity Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? God will Like he waters the flowers on your window sill Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?