Had her fill of mirrors
Unfairest of them all
Drove away to disappear
In the camouflage of fall
Waiting tables for the locals
Nameless faceless Johns
Boss says looks don't matter
When the summer season's gone
And when they think they know her
The sweet talk begins
Ugly girl's a good sport
Lets the losers win
That's the way it is
That's the way it is for ugly girls
In the kitchen grease and sweat
Melting pasted smile
Ugly girl works so hard
Choking on her bile
Boss knows about her hunger
And sick to d**h she eats
Second helpings of disgrace
Her starving heart still beats
And when he think he knows her
The sweet talk begins
Makes like she's a good sport
Lets the loser win
That's the way it is
That's the way it is for ugly girls