She's working at an office Where nobody ever notices a thing she does She knows that it's because She ain't the kind you see in a magazine The men keep talking about Basketball and coffee, never bat an eye Whenever she walks by But at 5 o' clock in the parking lot Her husband's waiting by the car And she can't wait to see his face light up Everybody's beautiful to someone Everybody's beautiful to someone She might not do much for you, son But you should see what she does for someone else Saturday morning and your wife says She's going out to buy some eggs While she slides her legs Into her jeans with the ripped up knees You're thinking to yourself That she will look a little better If her hair was long Just a touch of make up on When she smiles at you, says, "Be back soon" You don't know she's going Just to hear the sack boy say, "Hey, here she comes" Everybody's beautiful to someone Everybody's beautiful to someone When she don't do much for you, son You should see what she does for someone else She might not do much for you, son Everybody's beautiful to someone Oh, everybody's beautiful to someone She might not do much for you, son Oh, but everybody is beautiful to someone Yeah, you got to know Oh, you got to hold her and kiss her and touch her 'Cause she's beautiful