Write a song in the style of Alan Jay Lerner sing by Henry Higgins’ mother showing exasperation for her son being cruel to Eliza Doolittle2 / 2
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Verse 1:
Oh, my son, you're a complex creature,
Soft as a flower on a stormy day.
But when you meet a lady,
You become a rigid, double-spooned way.

Chorus:
What is wrong with your heart,
That can't love a girl so simple and rare?
Don't you see her beauty,
Or the way she compares?

Verse 2:
She may not speak you language,
But she longs for your heart.
Ask her to dance, dear son,
And let this delicate flower take a new part.

Chorus:
What is wrong with your heart,
That can't love a girl so simple and rare?
Don't you see her beauty,
Or the way she compares?

Bridge:
My dear boy, can't you see?
That love is not about status.
Everyone deserves kindness,
A heart that's so generous.

Chorus:
What is wrong with your heart,
That can't love a girl so simple and rare?
Don't you see her beauty,
Or the way she compares?

Outro:
So please, dear son,
Respect the art of true love.
With kindness and heart,
Just like the art of plain, simple, true love.

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Write a song in the style of Alan Jay Lerner sing by Henry Higgins’ mother showing exasperation for her son being cruel to Eliza Doolittle2 / 2
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(Verse 1)
Oh, Henry, my dear, you've got it all wrong,
Your words are as sharp as a thorn.
You treat Miss Doolittle with such disdain,
As if she were nothing but scorn.

(Chorus)
Why can't you see, she's a diamond in rough,
With a heart that is pure and true.
She's not just a flower girl, my dear son,
She's a woman with dreams to pursue.

(Verse 2)
You say you're a gentleman, Henry,
But your actions speak louder than words.
You've got to stop treating her like a project,
And start seeing her as a bird.

(Chorus)
She's got wings, Henry, can't you see?
She's got dreams that are bigger than yours.
She's not just a flower girl, my dear son,
She's a woman who deserves so much more.

(Bridge)
Oh, Henry, my boy, you've got so much to learn,
About kindness, respect, and grace.
You may be a scholar, but you're still my son,
And I won't stand by and watch you bring her down.

(Chorus)
She's a diamond, Henry, can't you see?
She's got strength that is deeper than gold.
She's not just a flower girl, my dear son,
She's a woman with a story to be told.

(Outro)
So, Henry, my boy, take a good look inside,
And see the error of your ways.
Treat Miss Doolittle with the kindness she deserves,
And you'll be amazed at how your world changes.
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