Poor Little Pretty Girl

Poor little pretty girl
 Don't you wish your face was plain like the little Mary Jane next door
 Who works from eight to five at a downtown store
 And goes with a cute little guy on the second floor
 Poor little pretty gril
 You got to be back-stage at ten all made up and in a jolly way
 With clever little funny things to say
 To entertain the customers who pay
 It's a different world for a little pretty girl wouldn't you say
 Poor little pretty gril
 Clothes you find you have to wear aause the neighborhood to stare and talk
 And married men do watch you when you walk
 Oh how loud and clear you hear their thoughts
 It's a different old world bein' a pretty girl wouldn't you say
 And everywhere you go you're recognized
 By the make-up on your pretty lonely eyes
 When you think you've met a nice guy
 The first thing that the rascal does is try
 And then you cry and then he says goodbye
 It's a lonesome old world bein' a pretty girl wouldn't you say
 Hey little pretty girl hey little pretty girl