She's working at an office
Where nobody ever notices a thing she does
She knows that it's because
She ain't the kind you see in a magazine
The men keep talking about
Basketball and coffee, never bat an eye
Whenever she walks by
But at 5 o' clock in the parking lot
Her husband's waiting by the car
And she can't wait to see his face light up
Everybody's beautiful to someone
Everybody's beautiful to someone
She might not do much for you, son
But you should see what she does for someone else
Saturday morning and your wife says
She's going out to buy some eggs
While she slides her legs
Into her jeans with the ripped up knees
You're thinking to yourself
That she will look a little better
If her hair was long
Just a touch of make up on
When she smiles at you, says, Be back soon
You don't know she's going
Just to hear the sack boy say, Hey, here she comes
Everybody's beautiful to someone
Everybody's beautiful to someone
When she don't do much for you, son
You should see what she does for someone else
She might not do much for you, son
Everybody's beautiful to someone
Oh, everybody's beautiful to someone
She might not do much for you, son
Oh, but everybody is beautiful to someone
Yeah, you got to know
Oh, you got to hold her and kiss her and touch her
'Cause she's beautiful

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