Now I'm a woman of few words
So when I talk I'm meant to be heard yeah
I gotta let it out out out
Gotta breathe it out out out
I can't hold in any longer
These thoughts keep on dancin' round in my head
Gotta let it out out out
Gotta breathe it out out out
Now I can't be your shoulder
You can't make me stronger
I can't be with You ooo oo oo
I can be your baby
While she's still your lady
I can't play the fool ooo oo oo (oo oo)
Now sugar I'm amazing
You can check my resume
I'm overqualified
For Part-time salary
(Baby boy)
If I wasn't perfect
Maybe boy then you would be worth the trouble
Now I don't think you heard me
I don't think you heard me
Let me say it again
I said
If I wasn't perfect
Maybe boy then you would be worth the trouble
I'm so remarkable
I'm sum like spectacular
Contagious
But I promise I won't rub off on you, no
Now I'm a woman wonderfully yeah
More than meets the eye
A mystery
I know that I'm all you ever wanted indeed
And I'm all you really want her to be
Now I can't be your shoulder ( I can't be)
You can't make me stronger (No oo)
I can't be with You ooo oo oo (You oo oo oo)
I can be your baby
While she's still your lady
I can't play the fool ooo oo oo (oo oo)
Now sugar I'm amazing
You can check my resume
I'm overqualified
For Part-time salary
(Baby boy)
If I wasn't perfect
Maybe boy then you would be worth the trouble
Now I don't think you heard me
I don't think you heard me
Let me say it again
I said
If I wasn't perfect
Maybe boy then you would be worth the trouble
Now sugar I'm amazing
You can check my resume
I'm overqualified
For Part-time salary
(Baby boy)
If I wasn't perfect
Maybe boy then you would be worth the trouble
Now I don't think you heard me
I don't think you heard me
Let me say it again
I said
If I wasn't perfect
Maybe boy then you would be worth the trouble
Male Voice:
Perfect has no definition
It is not black, white, gay, straight, poor, rich, popular, or any label
It is your values
Funny, kind, loving, loved, happy
Everyone is perfect in their own way
Many people say perfect could be a beautiful thin white tall girl
With a handsome boyfriend who is hot with a muscular body
And they are rich and love each other a lot
Perfect is a stupid word
We are limited to how much about our life we can make our own
You can't choose to be what you think is pretty or not
You can't choose to be the skinny Indian kid
Or the popular blonde
You aren't always a stereotype
You could be an autistic person who passes with the best grades
Or the black teen who donates to the homeless each weekend
You can be whatever you want to be, and that makes you perfect