Frances keep your mouth shut, dear
We don't want the neighbors 'round
With their ugly little schemes
That make the pretty world go 'round
And there's a place in it
For every one of us
I'll keep the home fires burning
Only don't make a fuss
And if you're not impressed
With the wares life has to show
You can take them, leave them
They choose their own fare who say no
There's some ugly little dreams
For pretty girls to buy
And it's enough to make you mad
But it's safer just to break down and cry
It's a battlefield Frances
You fight or concede
Victory to the enemy
Who call your strength insanity
What chance for such girls
How can we compete?
In a world that likes its women
Stupid and sweet
I bet you rue the day
The angels gave you your share
Of bright cornflower blue eyes
And golden hair
There's a lot of ugly little dreams
For pretty girls to buy
And it's enough to make you mad
But it's safer just to break down and cry
It's safer just to break down and cry
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