This is the story about a girl named Ugly.

Early morning, she wakes up, crash, bang, boom on the floor
She stands back up and, bangs her head, what is wrong with this girl?

They go:
"Isn't she ugly, this monsterous girl?"

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And they say, she's so ugly
She's a freak
Her face is revolting and her body is weak
We thing, is there nothing, we can do to fix?
Becaaaaause surgery won't do the tick!

The sight of her image, makes us scream, and there's no one there to fix her up
And the world is spinning and she keeps on binging, her eating, there seems to be no stop!

They go:
"Isn't she ugly, this monsterous girl?"

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MUSIC SOLO

Talking:
"If there was an award for the ugliest freak, the winner would be, UGLY!"
I'm Roger Johnson, and if I existed, I'd be ugly, and Oh My God, here she comes!

Isn't she ugly, this monsterous girl?
She is so ugly, she's making us cry!
There is just nothing there to fix her up
Why don't we pack up and move?

Repeat Chorus to end