Diana Ross - His Love Makes Me Beautiful lyrics

I am the beautiful reflection of my love's affection A walking illustration of his adoration His love makes you beautiful, So beautiful, so beautiful I ask my looking gla** What is it makes me so exquisite? The answer to my query comes back: "Dearie, his love makes you beautiful, So beautiful, so beautiful And woman loved is woman glorified!" I'll make a beautiful, beautiful, Beautiful, beautiful bride! Oh, his love makes me beautiful, So beautiful, so beautiful I ask my looking gla** What is it makes me so exquisite? The answer to my query comes back: "Dearie, his love makes you beautiful So beautiful (beautiful) So beautiful (beautiful) And woman loved is woman glorified!" I'll make a beautiful, beautiful, Beautiful, beautiful bride! Oh, woman loved is glorified I'm gonna make a beautiful bride. [Spoken] -Gee, ain't she got some beautiful, beautiful skinny legs? Got a beautiful face And hair-Hair? -I mean my wig, it? pretty. -Oh, oh-And know why? Cause it makes me feel beautiful. "Mirror, mirror on the Wall, who? the fairest of them all?" Me. -What? -I know it. Cause I'm beautiful. -Well, maybe she is beautiful, cause she thinks she is. -Really, beautiful. I'll make a beautiful, beautiful Beautiful, beautiful bride.