If A Girl Isn`t Pretty — текст песни (The Supremes)

IF A GIRL ISN扵 PRETTY

Jule Styne-Bob Merrill

If a girl isn`t pretty, really pretty
Like a Miss Atlantic City.

If a girl isn`t pretty like a Miss Atlantic City
All she gets in life is pity and a pat
Any nose with deviation
Is a crime against the nation
Throw her into jail or maybe drown the cat.

She must shine in every detail
Like a ring you buy in retail
With a mounting that can knock the public flat
If a girl isn`t pretty like a Miss Atlantic City
There`s just nothing more to say: that`s that
(That`s that).

If a girl isn`t pretty like a Miss Atlantic City
She should dump the stage and try another route
Any guy that spends a quarter
For a seat just feels he ought-a
See a figure that his wife can`t substitute.

Men with faces that can cause ya
To have a temporary nausea
Will demand a raving beauty and nothing less
When a girl`s incidentals
Are no bigger than two lentils
Well, to me that doesn`t spell success.

(No, no, no, no, no, no
If a girl isn`t pretty, if a girl isn`t pretty).

If a girl ain`t perfection
She can take a pop election
Every girl must be a dazzler and a beaut`
Never mind the girl`s equipment
If it ain`t the right assortment
Even though she loves her mother
And she`s nice to her brother
If her hair ain`t too bright curly
Better go to China, girlie
Or to hell on a fast express.

If a girl isn`t pretty like a Miss Atlantic City
That oblivion is hard, a drag.