If A Girl Isn't Pretty

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IF A GIRL ISN扵 PRETTY Jule Styne-Bob Merrill If a girl isn't pretty, really pretty Like a Miss Atlantic City. If a girl isn't pretty like a Miss Atlantic City All she gets in life is pity and a pat Any nose with deviation Is a crime against the nation Throw her into jail or maybe drown the cat. She must shine in every detail Like a ring you buy in retail With a mounting that can knock the public flat If a girl isn't pretty like a Miss Atlantic City There's just nothing more to say: that's that (That's that). If a girl isn't pretty like a Miss Atlantic City She should dump the stage and try another route Any guy that spends a quarter For a seat just feels he ought-a See a figure that his wife can't substitute. Men with faces that can cause ya To have a temporary nausea Will demand a raving beauty and nothing less When a girl's incidentals Are no bigger than two lentils Well, to me that doesn't spell success. (No, no, no, no, no, no If a girl isn't pretty, if a girl isn't pretty). If a girl ain't perfection She can take a pop election Every girl must be a dazzler and a beaut' Never mind the girl's equipment If it ain't the right assortment Even though she loves her mother And she's nice to her brother If her hair ain't too bright curly Better go to China, girlie Or to hell on a fast express. If a girl isn't pretty like a Miss Atlantic City That oblivion is hard, a drag.