Miracle: Part 3

Oh, my undercarriage doesn't feel quite normal
My skin looks just revolting in this foul, fluorescent light
And this gown is nothing like the semi-formal, semi-Spanish gown
I should be wearing in the semi-finals tonight

I should be dancing the Tarantella
Qui mon fella Italiano
Not dressed in hospital cotton
With an ouchie front bottom
And this-
(Miracle) Horrible
(Miracle) Smelly little
Horrible animal (Beautiful miracle) I have ever seen!
(I can't find his frank and beans!)

Every life is unbelievably unlikely
(My mummy says I'm a miracle)
The chances of existence almost infinitely small
(My daddy says I'm his special little guy)
The common thing is life is life! (Hup, two, four, three!)
And yet every single life, every new life
Is a miracle!
Miracle!
Miracle!

(Woooooooah!)

My mummy says I'm a miracle, one look at my face and it's plain to see
Ever since the day doc chopped the umbilical cord
It's been clear there's no peer for a miracle like me!
My mummy says I'm a miracle
That I'm as tiny and as shiny as a mirrorball
You can be all cynical, but there's a truth empirical
There's never a miracle, a miracle as miracle as...

My mummy says I'm a lousy little worm
My daddy says I'm bore
My mummy says I'm a jumped-up little germ
That kids like me should be against the law
My daddy says I should learn to shut my pie hole
No one likes a smart-mouthed girl like me
Mum says I'm a good case for population control
Dad says I should watch more TV



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy David Minchin
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