Paper Bag Princess See that girl, Standing over there, With bright long hair, She's everywhere. See that girl, She called me on the phone, I wasn't home, I was all alone. That one and only, Special girl, The one and only, Makes me hurl. Thank God for bags, Those paper bags, Thank God bags, Brown paper bags. She's not happy, We all know why, She's like a guy, It makes me cry. She's not happy, It's all her face, It needs a case, In outer space. That ugly girl, That no one liked, Her face was spiked, Go take a hike. That ugly girl, Had no friends, A straight dead-end, She was bent. That one and only, Special girl, The one and only, Makes me hurl. Thank God for bags, Those paper bags, Thank God bags, Brown paper bags. The graduated, Left her past, Finished last, In her class. All because, She was gross, Like black on toast, She sucked the most. That one and only, Special girl, The one and only, Makes me hurl. Thank God for bags, Those paper bags, Thank God bags, Brown paper bags. |