As I lie here In the bathtub I ponder And I wonder Why did they take her And squeeze her life away Paparazzi on mopeds Fresh air in their heads Paparazzi on mopeds Cotton wool balls in their heads So ugly, so ugly Why, you just can't justify So ugly, so ugly Why, they even watched her die Who was to blame Was there too much champagne Or wine--it could've been the wine Another celebrity dies And it still mystifies the people Another icon is destroyed So ugly, so ugly Why, you just can't justify So ugly, so ugly Why, they even watched her die So ugly, so ugly You can't, you can't justify