Philip Morrison Singing His Original "Beauty" a Capella

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"Beauty" - Music and Lyrics by Philip Morrison - Copyright 2005

Lyric

A

Beauty will never walk alone
Not while men are bursting with testosterone
Each fool fantasizes he's the one
Beauty relies on fools' dreams for her fun

A

Here's her next victim, what a louse
Watch her play with him, a kitten with her mouse
Oops! She rips his heart out. What a shame.
When he plays dead she begins a new game

B

How Love can dazzle her courter's eyes
What he sees his heart distorts and magnifies
When she mumbles gibberish, she's Socrates
When she smiles, it warms like a tropic breeze

A

I've learned her lovers' dirge by rote
I sing these verses hoping their my antidote
Should I find a way to break her spell
Then I'll be able to bid her farewell.

Tag:

Everything I try seems to be in vain
One wink of her eye and I'm hers again

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