Verse One
Well my car it ain't too cool yeah, and it runs when it wants to
And I barely got through school, somewhere some say there's a screw loose
My best friend sleeps on my couch, yeah he's a musician too
So it's hard for me to see, why she loves someone like me
With all my
Little imperfections, how I don't have much direction
Singing Free Bird in the shower and I don't water the flowers
Fall asleep in chick-flick movies, margaritas make me loopy
She keeps me guessing why she likes my little imperfections
My little imperfections
Well my ladder of success has got a few rungs missing
(Spoken)
One of my legs is shorter than the other one it drives her crazy