How Come You're Beautiful

Larry Hill wrote this song in 1981 and recorded it in 1993.

"You turned my theories upside down,
I used to think I knew what I was after.
Miss World or a movie queen,
A lot of easy love and easy laughter.

They wouldn't paint your picture on a chocolate box,
You're too small, you talk dirty and you ain't well dressed,
But all the boys gather round you at party time,
And 'tween you and the flashy lookers, well,
There's no contest.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're beautiful?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're a star?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you move me so?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're breaking my heart?

My heart.

Oh, Linda, you're no oil painting but
Lord knows you stand out in a crowd.
Gentle, gypsy jester in your hippy hand-me-downs,
You're scintillating, sexy and way too loud.

Oh, it's a laughing, dancing, tricksy little stranger that's
Captured my careless heart at last,
How did you do it, I don't know,
What is this magical spell you've cast?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're beautiful?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're a star?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you move me so?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're breaking my heart?

My heart.

Don't you get the sense that she's looking for something?
Some one might realise her dreams maybe?
Ah, who am I kidding, I'm just praying for rain,
Hoping by some lucky chance she might need me.

I may as well take my feeling somewhere else
And pretend, perhaps, that they don't exist,
And I'll try and forget
But, before I do that,
Little one just answer me this:

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're beautiful?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're a star?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you move me so?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're breaking my heart?

My heart.

I want to carry you away
To some romantic place
But what's the use of pretending?

If I gave you the looks,
Like they do in the books,
I'll be tempting an unhappy ending.

Could I say something clever,
Would you love me forever,
Or think me a clown otherwise?

Would you cut me dead,
Or maybe take me to bed,
And then laugh at the love in my eyes?

I'll keep my thoughts covert,
That way I won't get hurt.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're beautiful?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're a star?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you move me so?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
How come you're breaking my heart?

My heart."