I never had it, I never
Wanted it, I never had your
Beauty mark
Nor did I have your black hair and hazel eyes
My early childhood was not as simple as yours
Set in the country
No I did not have a fears of nuns who dressed in black
But I do have your tastes
I had no radio show, nor did I have
Home-made clothes, home-made curtains
Of the same material
I never had it, I never wanted it, I never had your beauty mark
But I do have your tastes
And I do have your red face and long hands
I think callas sang a lovely norma
You prefer robson on deep river
I may not be so manly,
But still I know you love me
Even if I don’t have your
Beauty mark!