Miracle: Pt. 3

Oh, my undercarriage doesn't feel quite normal

My skin looks just revoltin' in this foul, fluorescent light

And this gown is nothin' like the semi-formal

Semi-Spanish gown

I should be wearin' in the semi-finals tonight

I should be dancin' the Tarentella

Qui mon fella Italiano

Not dressed in hospital cotton

With an owchie front bottom

And this-

Miracle, horrible

Miracle

Smelly little horrible animal I have ever seen (beautiful animal I have ever seen)

I can't find his frank 'n' beans

Ev-er-y life is unbelievably unlikely (my mummy says I'm a miracle)

The chances of existence almost infinitely small (my daddy says I'm his special little guy)

The most common thing in life is life (hup, two, four, free)

And yet, every single life

Every new life

Is a miracle

Miracle

Miracle

My mummy says I'm a miracle

One look at my face and it's plain to see

Ever since the day doc chopped the umbilical cord

It's been clear there's no peer for a miracle like me

My mummy says I'm a miracle (my mummy says I'm a miracle)

That I'm as tiny and as shiny as a mirror ball

You can be all cynical

But it's a truth empirical

There's never been a miracle, a miracle, a miracle as

My mummy says I'm a lousy little worm

My daddy says I'm a bore

My mummy says I'm a jumped-up little germ

That kids like me should be against the law

My daddy says I should learn to shut my pie-hole

No one like a smart-mouthed girl like me

Mum says I'm a good case for population control

Dad says I should watch more TV