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I'm heavy handed
To say the least
My mother thinks
I'll be an awful clutcher
'Cause I spill things
From stirring them too fast
I'm far too loud
It's like as soon as I've got an opinion
It just has to come out
I laugh at stupid things
'Cause they tickle me
And
Sometimes I wish
Sometimes I wish I was like Mariella
She got some Prittstick
And glued her lips together
So she never had to speak
Never had to speak
Never had to speak
People used to say she's as quiet as a mouse
She just doesn't make a peep
She marched up to her wardrobe
And threw away the colour
Because wearing black looks mysterious
But it didn't impress her mother
She wanted to dress her baby in patterns and flowers
But Mariella just crossed her arms
And so she cried for hours
Mariella, Mariella
My pretty baby girl
Unglue your lips from being together and
And wears some pink and pearls
You can have your friends 'round
And they can stay for tea
Won't you just try to fit in please
Do this for me
But Mariella just crossed her arms
As she went up the stairs
And she sat on her bed
And she looked in the mirror
And she thought to herself
"If I want to play, I'll play with me
If I want to think, I'll think in my head"
At school Mariella didn't have many friends
Yeah, all the girls they looked at her
And they thought she was quite strange
And the boys, they're not really into girls at that age
And the teachers, they thought Mariella was just going through a phase
But Mariella just smiled as she skipped down the road
Because she knew all the secrets in her world
Yes, she always got the crossword puzzle right every day
And she could do the alphabet backwards
Without making any mistakes
Mariella, Mariella
Pretty, pretty girl
Mariella, Mariella
Happy in her own little world
Happy in her own little world
And she said I'm
Never ever ever ever ever ever (etc.)
Gonna unglue my lips from being together
Yeah, I'm never ever ever ever ever (etc.)
Gonna unglue my lips from being together
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