Backwoods Barbie Lyrics by Megan Hilty and Ensemble

Doralee:
Now I've always been misunderstood
Because of how I look
Don't judge me by the cover
Because I'm a real good book
So read into it what you will,
But see me as I am
The way I look is just
A country girl's idea of glam.

Now I grew up poor and ragged,
Just a simple country girl.
I wanted to be pretty
More than anything in the world,
Like barbie or the models
In the Frederick's catalogue
From rags to wishes, in my dreams,
I could have it all.

I'm just a backwoods barbie,
Too much make-up, too much hair.
Don't be fooled by thinkin' that
The goods are not all there.
Don't let these false eyelashes
Lead you to believe
That I'm as shallow as I look,
Cause I run true and deep.

I'm just a backwoods barbie,
in a push-up bra and heels.
I might look artificial;
But where it counts, I'm real.
Yes, I can see where I could be
Misjudged upon first glance
But even backwoods barbies
Deserves a second chance.

All dolled up and hopin'
For a chance to prove my worth.
Cause even backwoods barbies
Get their feelings hurt.