Perfect Ideals
Perfect ideals, they don't fit me
I see you looking at my clothes
What you think of my money?
Do you like my vision
Of beauty and youth?
With my thick, round hips
My words dry like vermouth
'Cause it took all those years
Just to grow into me
So with my thighs and my wrinkles
I'm feeling like a queen
Yeah, I got flaws
They make me unique
And perfect ideals
You ain't got me
'Cause you don't define me
Perfect ideals, don't go down smoothly
I've got a drink in my hand
And it's a quarter to three
And my kids are about to
Walk through that door
I better drink this down
And give myself another pour
'Cause one day is stress
And the other's divine
I know it's not perfect
But at least I know it's mine
Yeah, I got flaws
They make me unique
And perfect ideals
You ain't got me
'Cause you don't define me
Perfect ideals, feel offbeat to me
They try to narrow down my sound
But I sing in my own key
And they want me to choose
If I'm cool or I'm hot
Am I rock, soul or blues
Or folk, jazz or pop?
But I mix all those styles
I know they don't approve
Not trying to please anyone
Just loving my own groove
I see you looking at my clothes
What you think of my money?
Do you like my vision
Of beauty and youth?
With my thick, round hips
My words dry like vermouth
'Cause it took all those years
Just to grow into me
So with my thighs and my wrinkles
I'm feeling like a queen
Yeah, I got flaws
They make me unique
And perfect ideals
You ain't got me
'Cause you don't define me
Perfect ideals, don't go down smoothly
I've got a drink in my hand
And it's a quarter to three
And my kids are about to
Walk through that door
I better drink this down
And give myself another pour
'Cause one day is stress
And the other's divine
I know it's not perfect
But at least I know it's mine
Yeah, I got flaws
They make me unique
And perfect ideals
You ain't got me
'Cause you don't define me
Perfect ideals, feel offbeat to me
They try to narrow down my sound
But I sing in my own key
And they want me to choose
If I'm cool or I'm hot
Am I rock, soul or blues
Or folk, jazz or pop?
But I mix all those styles
I know they don't approve
Not trying to please anyone
Just loving my own groove
Credits
Writer(s): Bianca Mancinelli
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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