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