I'm Not Perfect
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Last published Wed, Jan 9, 2013
She’s not a beauty queen
Seventeen with no self esteem (Everybody say…)
Girl, you wanna dream
Sometimes, she cries at night
Telling God, I’m suffering inside (Nobody there)
So, she laid her head and cry (Oohh…)
Baby, I see you trying (I see you trying)
I see you crying (I see you crying…)
Look beyond your fears and say
Baby, I love me this way
I’m Not Perfect, but I’m still beautiful
No one can bring me down, not even you
Get off my back, I’m telling all the world
I could make any change, if I wanted
But, I feel so beautiful (Just the way I am) Just the way I am
Implants and surgery, push ups, slow calorie diets
Didn’t work, don’t matter what you do (Let me tell you)
It starts with you inside, you gotta say now
Baby, you’re worth it (Worth it) Baby, I believe in you
Girl, I see you trying (I see you trying)
I see you crying (I see you crying)
Look beyond your fears and say
Baby, I am made this way
I’m Not Perfect, but I’m still beautiful
No one can bring me down, not even you
Get off my back, I’m telling all the world
I could make any change, if I wanted
But, I feel so beautiful (Oohh) (Jus the way I am) (Just the way I am…)
(Oohh…) I am so dead tired…
I was thinking, that I’m not good enough for you (Good enough for you)
I’m taking back my dignity
Loving me, for me (Oohh…)
I’m not perfect, but I’m still beautiful
No one can bring me down, not even you
Get off my back, I’m telling all the world
I can make any change, if I wanted
But, I feel so beautiful
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