I feel pretty, 
Oh, so pretty, 
I feel pretty and witty and bright! 
And I pity 
Any girl who isn't me tonight. 

I feel charming, 
Oh, so charming 
It's alarming how charming I feel! 
And so pretty 
That I hardly can believe I'm real. 

See the pretty girl in that mirror there: 
Who can that attractive girl be? 
Such a pretty face, 
Such a pretty dress, 
Such a pretty smile, 
Such a pretty me! 

I feel stunning 
And entrancing, 
Feel [bad word] and dancing for joy, 
For I'm loved 
By a pretty wonderful boy! 

GIRLS 
Have you met my good friend Maria, 
The craziest girl on the block? 
You'll know her the minute you see her, 
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock. 

She thinks she's in love. 
She thinks she's in Spain. 
She isn't in love, 
She's merely insane. 

It must be the heat 
Or some rare disease, 
Or too much to eat 
Or maybe it's fleas. 

Keep away from her, 
Send for Chino! 
This is not the 
Maria we know! 

Modest and pure, 
Polite and refined, 
Well-bred and mature 
And out of her mind! 

MARIA 
I feel pretty, 
Oh, so pretty 
That the city should give me its key.  [bad word] 
Should be organized to honor me. 

GIRLS 
La la la la . . . 

MARIA 
I feel dizzy, 
I feel sunny, 
I feel fizzy and funny and fine, 
And so pretty, 
Miss America can just resign! 

GIRLS 
La la la la . . . 

MARIA 
See the pretty girl in that mirror there: 

GIRLS 
What mirror where? 

MARIA 
Who can that attractive girl be? 

GIRLS 
Which? What? Where? Whom? 

MARIA 
Such a pretty face, 
Such a pretty dress, 
Such a pretty smile, 
Such a pretty me! 

GIRLS 
Such a pretty me! 

ALL 
I feel stunning 
And entrancing, 
Feel [bad word] and dancing for joy, 
For I'm loved 
By a pretty wonderful boy!