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Song title: Beautiful South - I May Be Ugly

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(heaton/rotheray)
With a face like a crabs bus ticket
And skin like a llamas door mat
He was always gonna struggle
Nature had seen to that

He dreamt of those old-fashioned movies
Where bogart gets the dame
But a lorry load of lorre
Is still the score of pain

And he sings
I may be ugly
But Ive got the bottle-opener
He may be fat but hes got the cork-screw
And in the party party politics of this ugly fame
There is no orderly queue

With a chin like a tramps juke-box
And eyes like a rhinos ash-tray
It was always going to be pantomime
That made him sing and dance anyway

When you feel like london
And you look like hull
You think travolta pulled newton - john
Who did john hurt pull?

And they compliment the compliment
And its driving you insane
Its like talking to a helicopter
When you know that youre a plane

Breath like a mountain goats satchel
Nose like a pool of sick
But you always leave your flies ahoy
cause the world wants to suck your dick
Let it suck!

And he sings
I may be ugly
But Ive got the bottle-opener
He may be fat but hes got the cork-screw
And in the party party politics of this ugly fame
There is no orderly queue

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