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I was a shy, demure typeInhibited, insecure type of maidI stayed within my little shellTill a certain cutie told me I was swellNow I'm smug and snootyConfident as hellI want to be no-one but meI am in love with a lover who likes me the way I amI have my faults, he likes my faultsI'm not very bright, he's not very brightHe thinks I'm grand, that's grand for meHe may be wrong, but if we get along What do we care say weWhen he holds me close, close as we can beI tell the lad that I'm grateful and I'm glad thatI'm nobody else but meI have my faults, he likes my faultsI'm not very bright, he's not very brightHe thinks I'm grand, that's grand for meI get a thrill knowing he gets a thrillWhen I sit on his kneeWalking on the shore, swimming in the sea When I am with him, I'm glad that girl who's with himIs nobody else but meWhen he holds me close, close as we can beI tell the lad that I'm grateful and I'm glad thatI'm nobody else but me From Letras Mania