Lyrics Stepsister's Lament - Cécile McLorin Salvant

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 air
And with very little trouble
I could pull out all her hair

Oh oh why would a fellow want a girl like her?
A girl who's so unusual?
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
A usual girl like me?!

Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink
But not any pinker than a rose is.
Her skin may be delicate and soft
But not any softer that a doe's is.

Her neck is no longer that 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 kind of charm
And with very little trouble
I could break her little arm!

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?!