| Wouldn't it be nice to be a heroine? | |
| Cool and slinky with an appropriate smile | |
| Honey, I take sugar, two | |
| While he's ranting and raving | |
| Could you pass that cream? | |
| I was looking to have a cupa tea | |
| Instead I freeze | |
| Seeing his next move, is it grabbing my hair? | |
| Or bushing my tush | |
| Till there's no scream left? | |
| Wouldn't it be nice to be a heroine? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit? | |
| Mmm | |
| Wouldn't it be nice to be a hero? | |
| Standing fast and easy with an appropriate grin | |
| Brother, not that way, they'll take you away | |
| Mmm, give me your gun | |
| It's no use to anyone | |
| Instead I freeze | |
| Seeing if I shut up and stay real still | |
| Maybe he wont kill | |
| At least not me | |
| Wouldn't it be nice to be a hero? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit? | |
| Mmm | |
| Wouldn't it be nice to be a star? | |
| Shinin' and sparklin', looking down the whole and plenty | |
| Being looked up with a telescope | |
| While my sisters busy cutting the rope | |
| Daddy, you can't touch me | |
| Mommy, you can't hate me | |
| I'm a star, get it? | |
| Instead I froze | |
| And I let them, I let them | |
| I let them pick my brain | |
| Twist my arm, cut my throat | |
| And wish me dead | |
| But I'm still thinking | |
| Wouldn't it be nice to be a star? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit, wouldnit? | |
| Wouldnit? |