The Supremes — His Love Makes Me Beautiful

I am the beautiful reflection of my love's affection A walking illustration of his adoration His love makes you beautiful So beautiful, so beautiful I ask my looking glass What is it makes me so exquisite? The answer to my query comes back: "Dearie, his love makes you beautiful So beautiful, so beautiful And woman loved is woman glorified!" I'll make a beautiful, beautiful Beautiful, beautiful bride! Oh, his love makes me beautiful So beautiful, so beautiful I ask my looking glass What is it makes me so еxquisite? The answer to my quеry comes back: "Dearie, his love makes you beautiful So beautiful (beautiful) So beautiful (beautiful) And woman loved is woman glorified!" I'll make a beautiful, beautiful Beautiful, beautiful bride! Oh, woman loved is glorified I'm gonna make a beautiful bride [Spoken] - Gee, ain't she got some beautiful, beautiful skinny legs? Got a beautiful face And hair-Hair? - I mean my wig, it? pretty - Oh, oh - And know why? 'Cause it makes me feel beautiful. "Mirror, mirror on the Wall, who? the fairest of them all?" Me - What? - I know it. 'Cause I'm beautiful - Well, maybe she is beautiful, cause she thinks she is - Really, beautiful I'll make a beautiful, beautiful Beautiful, beautiful bride