I My Be Ugly Lyrics - Beautiful South

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With a face like a crab's bus ticketand skin like a llama's door mathe was aways gonna strugglenature had seen to thathe dreamt of those old-fashioned movieswhere bogart gets the damebut a lorry load of lorreis still the score of painand he singsi may be uglybut i've got the bottle-openerhe may be fat but he's got the cork-screwand in the party party politics of this ugly famethere is no orderly queuewith a chin like a tramps juke-boxand eyes like a rhino's ash-trayit was always going to be pantomimethat made him sing and dance anywaywhen you feel like londonand you look like hullyou think travolta pulled newton-johnwho did john hurt pull?and they compliment the complimentand it's driving you insaneit's like talking to a helicopterwhen you know that you're a planebreath like a mountains goat's satchelnose like a pool of sickbut you always leave your flies ahoy'cause the world wants to xxxx your dicklet it suck!and he singsi may be uglybut i've got the bottle-openerhe may be fat but he's got the cork-screwand in the party party politics of this ugly famethere is no orderly queue

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