(The last time we talked, Mr. Smith, you reduced me to tears
I promise you, it won't happen again)
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Yes, I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me without making me try?
I tried to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I could be anything you like
Why don't you walk out the door!
(Getting angry doesn't solve anything)
How can I help what you think?
Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?
I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I could be anything you like
Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want
I could be anything you like
I could be anything you like
(Humphrey, we're leaving)