(Dialogue)

I feel pretty, Oh, so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and gay
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me today

I feel charming, Oh, so charming
It's alarming how charming I feel
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real

See the pretty girl in that mirror there
Who can that attractive girl be
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me

I feel stunning and entrancing
Feel like running and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy

Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block
You'll know her the minute you see her
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock

She thinks she's in love
She thinks she's in Spain
She isn't in love
She's merely insane

It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas

Keep away from her, send for Chino
This is not the Maria we know

Modest and pure
Polite and refined
Well-bred and mature
And out of her mind

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I feel pretty
Oh, so pretty
That the city should give me its key
A committee
Should be organized to honor me

La la la la la la la la la la

I feel dizzy
I feel sunny
I feel fizzy and funny and fine
And so pretty
Miss America can just resign

La la la la la la la la la la

See the pretty girl in that mirror there
What mirror where
Who can that attractive girl be
Which? What? Where? Whom?
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me

I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy

