Story Behind The Song
Their are attractive looking people who get by on their looks such that nobody ever turns them down, says no to them or rejects them. The fact is, even they have flaws. Being human can actually make them more attractive.
Song Description
Just because somebody may appear perfect, that doesn't mean that they actually are...for everyone, anyway. Beauty is to the bone, not just skin deep.
| Song Length |
4:49 |
Genre |
Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Glad, In High Spirits |
Subject |
Joy, Fun |
| Similar Artists |
Bruce Springsteen, Bob Seger |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
NOBODY'S PERFECT
By Susie Barrett and Sam Cooper ©2012
susiebarrett.nashville@yahoo.com 615-469-4067 jericat@yahoo.com
She starts the day with day old coffee.
Hit's the snooze button at least five times.
If there's nowhere to go, she'll stay in that sexy robe.
I wouldn't change a thing about her, I'm lucky that she's mine.
She's a vegetarian but she don't know how to cook.
Doesn't wanna learn and she drinks Perrier.
She wears heels when she goes out, doesn't own pair of flats,
She's got a GPS on her phone, but she gets lost anyway.
(chorus)
Nobody's perfect, but here's the magic key.
She might laugh too loud or cry too much, but I see her differently.
Can't watch the game at her place, she ain't got no TV.
Nobody's perfect, but she's perfect for me.
When I don't expect it, she still thinks about me first.
She gets away with lots of things just because she can,
If her day gets worse, she still gives until it hurts,
My favorite angel on the planet and I'm her man.
(chorus)
Nobody's perfect, but here's the magic key.
I'm so in love with her, that's where I wanna be.
She looks great without makeup, she's my favorite sight to see.
Nobody's perfect, but she's perfect for me.
(bridge)
She won't share her popcorn at the movies,
(She makes me buy one for myself.)
But she'll take a sip of my drink.
(She's as sweet as cherry cola.)
When we get home, she slips on lacey lingerie,
(Oo-wah-oo, oo-wah-oo)
Most of the time, I can't read her mind,
But I love the way she thinks.
(instrumental section)
(final chorus and outro)
No, no, no, no, nobody's perfect, but here's the magic key.
She might laugh too loud or cry too much, but I see her differently.
She looks great without makeup, my favorite sight to see.
Nobody's perfect, but she's perfect for me.
Nobody's perfect, but she's perfect for me.
I said nobody's perfect, but she's perfect from what I see.