Ojalá

["I feel pretty" - West side story]

I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and gay
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me today
I feel charming
Oh so charming
It's alarming how
charming I feel
And so pretty
That I hardly can
believe I'm real
See the pretty girl in
that mirror there?
Who can that
attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me!
I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running
And dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy

(Ojalá.)