Now, come one, come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not
If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out, first hand, what it's like to be me
So gather 'round, piggies, and kiss this goodbye
I'D ENCOURAGE YOUR SMILES, I'LL EXPECT YOU WON'T CRY!!