That's it, baby! When you got it, flaunt it, flaunt it!

This is the Divine Miss M
and I'm here to share with you some rare
and stimulating insight into my cosmic fabulosity.
It's really very simple. I smiply believe with all my heart:

I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit!
I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit!
I'm beautiful, so beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit!
I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit!

Go away, little girl, they used to say.
Hey, you're too fat, baby, you can't play.
Hold on, miss thing, what you trying to do?
You know you're too wack to be in our school.

Too wack, too smart, too fast, too fine,
too loud, too tough, too too divine.
I said you don't belong. You don't belong.
Too loud, too big, too much to bear,
too bold, too brash, too prone to swear.
I heard that song for much too long.

Ain't this my sun? Ain't this my moon?
Ain't this my world to be who I choose?
Ain't this my song? Ain't this my movie?
Ain't this my world? I know I can do it.

I'm not too short, I'm not too tall,
I'm not too big, I'm not too small.
Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself!
Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself!
I'm not too white, I'm not too black,
I'm not too this, I'm not too that.
Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself!
Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself!

I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit!
I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit!

It's time to call it what it is. Don't play the naming game.
Become what you were born to be and be it unashamed.
Go away, little boy, I can hear them say,
Everybody on the block says they think you're gay.
Hold on, my friend, do you think we're blind?
Take a look at yourself. You're not our kind.

Too black, too white, too short, too tall,
too big, too green, too red, too small.
I said you don't belong. You don't belong.
Too black, too white, too short, too tall,
too blue, too green, too red, too small.
I heard that song for much to long.

Ain't this my sun? Ain't this my moon?
Ain't this my world to be who I choose?
Ain't this my song? Ain't this my movie?
Ain't this my world? I know I can do it.

People always ask me,
Miss M, how did you get so far
on so little? Shut up!
Well, I woke up one morning,
flossed my teeth and decided,
Damn, I'm fierce! You look good!
You can be just like me! A goddess? Yeah!
Don't just pussy foot around and sit on your assets.
Unleash your ferocity upon an unsuspecting world.
Rise up and repeat after me: I'm beautiful!

I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful!
Can you say that?
I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful!
I don't hear you!
I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful!
Louder!
I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful!
Hey!

That's it, baby, when you got it, flaunt it, flaunt it!

Aaaaaah!
Ain't this my sun? My sun! Ain't this my moon? My moon!
Ain't this my world to be who I choose?
Ain't this our song? Ain't this our song?
Ain't this our movie? Ain't this our movie?
Ain't this our world to be who we choose?

I'm not too short, I'm not too tall,
I'm not too big, I'm not too small.
Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself!
Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself!
I'm not too white, I'm not too black,
I'm not too this, I'm not too that.
Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself!
Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself!
I'm beautiful, dammit!

I know that I'm no saint.
My head is in the clouds.
They called you a mistake,
but I still, I still say your name out loud.

They called me a stupid girl,
just like my mom.
Too many men passed through my arms.
At seventeen I looked into your eyes,
knew I could never comfort your cries.
Every April still reminds me of you.
The child I never knew.
My lullaby in blue.

It all goes by so fast.
How lovely you must be.
Why you've reached the age at last
that I was when your daddy lived with me.

How I wish we could meet somewhere,
talk it through.
There is so much I would say to you.
There are others, I'm not alone.
A younger brother you've never known,
and a baby girl who so reminds me of you.
The child I never knew.
My lullaby in blue.

As the years go by,
try not to think of us sadly.
Believe it if you can,
I wanna see you so badly.
On your birthday, Mama's thinking of you.
The child I never knew.
My lullaby in blue.
My lullaby in blue.
My lullaby . . .

A do-dooooo. A do-dooooo.
I saw the splendor of the moonlight on Honolulu Bay.
There's something tender in the moonlight on Honolulu Bay.
And all the beaches are full of peaches
who bring their ukes along.
And in the glimmer of the moonlight
they love to sing this song.

If you like a ukulele lady,
ukulele lady like a you.
If you want to linger where it's shady,
ukulele lady linger too.
If you kiss a ukulele lady
while you promise ever to be true,
and she see another ukulele lady fool around with you.
Maybe she'll sigh, maybe she'll cry,
Maybe she'll find somebody else
by and by-y-y
to sing to when it's cool and shady,
where the tricky wicky wackies woo woo woo.
If you like a ukulele lady,
ukulele lady like a you.

Someday I'm goin'
where eyes are glowin'
and lips were made to kiss,
to see somebody in the moonlight
and hear the songs I missed.

If you like a ukulele lady,
ukulele lady like a you, you, you.
If you want to linger where it's shady,
ukulele lady linger too.
If you kiss a ukulele lady
while you promise ever to be true true, true,
and she see another ukulele lady fool around with you.
Well, maybe she will sigh, maybe she will cry,
aah, but maybe she will find somebody else
by and by-y-y
to sing to when it's cool and shady,
where the tricky wicky wackies woo woo woo.
If you like a ukulele lady,
ukulele lady like a you like a me like I like a you
we like a both the same.
I'd like to say this very day
ukulele lady like a you-ooo-oooo.
laughing

Oh man, do you believe that chick?
She has got no idea what's happening, no idea.
I am the one who's plugged in around here.
That's why they call me The High Priestess of Cool! Ha ha!

See, I'm hip. I'm no square.
I'm alert, I'm awake, I'm aware.
I am always on the scene.
Makin' the rounds, diggin' the sounds.
I read People Magazine.
'Cuz I'm hip.

Like, dig! I'm in step.
When it was hip to be hep, I was hep.
I don't blow but I'm a fan.
Look at me swing. Ring a ding ding.
I even call my girlfriend man,
'cuz I'm hip.

Every Saturday night
with my suit buttoned tight and my suedes on
I'm gettin' my kicks
diggin' arty French flicks with my shades on.

I'm too much. I'm a gas.
I am anything but middle class.
When I hang around the band,
poppin' my thumbs, diggin' the drums,
sqaures don't seem to understand
why I flip. They're not hip like I'm hip.

scatting
I'm hip!
scatting

I'm on top of every trend.
Look at me go. Vo-dee-o-do.
Sammy Davis knew my friend.

I'm hip, but not weird.
Like, you notice, I don't wear a beard.
Beards were in but now they're out.
They had they're day. Now they're passe.
Just ask me if you're in doubt,
'cuz I'm hip.

Now I'm deep into Zen
meditation and macrobiotics,
and as soon as I can
I intend to get into narcotics.

'Cuz I'm cool as a cuke.
I'm a cat, I'm a card, I'm a kook, kook, kook.
I get so much out of life.
Really, I do. Skoo ba dee boo.
One more time play Mack the Knife.
Let 'er rip. I may flip, but I'm hip.
scatting

I gave my heart to you, the one that I trusted.
You brought it back to me all broken and busted
so I sold my heart to the junkman
and I'll never fall in love again.

You took my heart because you thought you could use it.
Just like a little toy you battered and bruised it
so I sold my heart to the junkman
and I'll never fall in love again.

Like a melodrama, in a simple manner,
love played the leading part.
We had planned a happy ending.
Now I'm left with a broken heart.

Ohhh, I'll throw away my pride and say we'll be friends, dear.
Teardrops I just can't hide 'cause this is the end, dear.
I sold my heart to the junkman
and I'll never fall in love again.

Like a melodrama, in a simple manner,
love played the leading part.
We had planned a happy ending.
Now I'm left with a broken heart.

Ohhh, I'll throw away my pride and say we'll be friends, dear.
Teardrops I cannot hide 'cause this is the end, dear.
I sold my heart to the junkman
and I'll never fall in love again.
No, I'll never fall in love again.

Mmmmmm, you talk about you and only you
and the things that you do for you.
You say you're not a lean cuisine.
So I wanna see whatcha got on the menu.

Now, if you think you're the man the only man
with an exterior you feel is superior,
just give Miss B a little peek
and see if you really can deliver.

Your tendencies are short, my expectations are long.
And as I see it now, there's not much to go on.
It seems you dug a hole that you can't crawl out.
Now I truly see what you're all about.

Don't brag about the diamond rings
or the expensive clothes you wear,
'cause I could care less for what you possess
and your attitude needs repair.
Don't brag about your body, baby,
and say that you're packin' a lot,
'cause all I see besides your big feet
is that you got big socks.

Let's just say that there's something lackin'.
A flea shouldn't have the nerve to be braggin'.
So pack up your little gift and get to steppin'.
Return it back and put it in the kiddie section.

Full figured in a place that can deliver?
Ha ha, not from what I've seen.
I can't trace what's below your waist.
There's too much space to be inside those jeans.

Don't brag about the diamond rings
or the expensive clothes you wear,
'cause I could care less for what you possess
and your attitude needs repair.
Don't brag about your body, baby,
and say that you're packin' a lot,
'cause all I see besides your big feet
is that you got big socks.

Bye bye, baby, bye bye.
It's time to wave the white flag
now that the kitten has been let out the bag.

Don't brag about the diamond rings
or the expensive clothes you wear,
'cause I could care less for what you possess
and your attitude needs repair.
Don't brag about your body, baby,
and say that you're packin' a lot,
'cause all I see besides your big feet
is that you got big socks.

Don't brag about the diamond rings
or the expensive clothes you wear,
'cause I could care less for what you possess
and your attitude needs repair.
Don't brag about your body, baby,
and say that you're packin' a lot,
'cause all I see besides your big feet
is that you got big socks.

Live at Five and CNN
keep us all abreast
of breaking stories that can tend
to make us anxious and depressed.
Problems with no answers
hang on like some chronic cough.
And every day some brand new issue
rears it's head to piss you off.

Bad guys win.
Optimism's wearing thin.
Things are spinning out of control.
Cynicism's all the fad.
World events could make us mad
as hatters.
Almost every day
some underpinning slips away.
These aren't laughing matters.

Time bombs tick.
People keep on getting sick.
And a nickel's not worth a cent.
Wickedness and greed abound.
Just as peace is gaining ground
it shatters.
Hate is here to stay,
and justice goes to those who pay.
Friend, these aren't laughing matters.

The truth is scarier by far
than anything that Stephen King could write.
The stories in the paper are
the daily small decline and fall
spelled out in black and white.

Oh, what to do, what to do?
how to take a brighter view
when your noodle's totally fried.
Human spirits need to be
leavened by a little levity.
So take those blues
and bounce them off the wall.
Keep your humor please,
'cause don't you know it times like these that
laughing matters most of all.

I think I'll go to Heaven.
There I will lay me down,
leave all the pain behind me;
bury it in the ground.

Maybe they'll talk about me.
I pray it won't be lies.
Tell them I went to Heaven.
Heaven is in your eyes.

I think I'll go to Heaven.
I hear it's peaceful there.
They don't allow your troubles
'cause everyone's had their share.

When I can be someone who
never never needs a disguise,
then I will be in Heaven.
Heaven is in your eyes.

People in Heaven never look back.
Higher and higher the past fades to black,
fades to black.

I think I'll go to Heaven,
sail on into the night,
watch as I set my soul free,
watch as my heart takes flight.

Maybe I am too simple,
maybe I am too wise.
Maybe I'll go to Heaven.
Heaven is in your eyes.
Heaven is in your eyes.

Oooooooh, I'm in Heaven in your eyes.