Dry Food

Plopped on a hinge, screwed in tight Rusted and boney, for you, at night But I'm over it, over it Oh I'm over it Bought me a pet, to compromise To fatten with dry food, beans and rice And he's a-okay say okay Oh he's a-okay Oh 'Cause You made beauty a monster to me You made beauty a monster to me You made beauty a monster to me So I'm kissing all the ugly things I see Never a day, to spend on me To bathe in the sun and, read magazines But I'm over it, over it Oh I'm over it 'Cause You made beauty a monster to me You made beauty a monster to me You made beauty a monster to me So I'm kissing all the ugly things I see Oh oh Oh I'm kissing all the ugly things I see Oh oh Oh I'm kissing all the ugly things I see Oh oh Oh I'm nursing all the ugly babies