When you're a skinny child of fourteen,
wide with braces from ear to ear,
you doubt that you will ever be appealing.
then hallelujah! you are fifteen
and the braces disappear
and your skin is smooth and clear
and you have that happy grown-up female feeling.
how lovely to be a woman,
the wait was well worth while;
how lovely to wear mascara
and smile a woman's smile.
how lovely to have a figure,
that's round instead of flat;
whenever you hear boys whistle,
you're what they're whistling at.
it's wonderful to feel
the way a woman feels;
it gives you such a glow just to know
you're wearing lipstick and heels!
how lovely to be a woman
and have one job to do;
to pick out a boy and train him
and then when you are through,
you've made him the man you want him to be!
life's lovely when you're a woman like me!
how wonderful to know
the things a woman knows;
how marvelous to wait for a date
in simply beautiful clothes!
how lovely to be a woman
and change from boys to men,
to go to a fancy nightclub
and stay out after ten.
how lovely to be so grown-up and free!
life's lovely when you're a woman like me!