Why should a fellow want a girl like her a frail and fluffy beauty why can't a fellow ever once prefer a solid girl like me She's a frothy little bubble with a flimsy kind of charm and with very little trouble I could break her little arm. Oh, oh why would a fellow want a girl like her so obviously unusual why can't a fellow ever once prefer a usual girl like me Her face is exquisite I supose but no more exquisite as a roses Her skin may be delicate and soft, but not any softer than a dosies Her neck is no whiter than a swan's She's only as dainty as a daisy She's only as graceful as a bird So why is the fellow going crazy? Oh why would a fellow want a girl like her, a girl who's merely lovely, why can't a fellow ever once prefer a girl who's merely me She's a frothy little bubble with a frilly sort of air And with very little trouble I could pull out all her hair! Oh why would a fellow want a girl like her, a girl who's merely lovely, why can't a fellow ever once prefer a girl who's merely me What's the matter with the man, what's the matter with the man, what's the matter with the man?!!