She's blonde, I'm not,
I know you think she's hot,
By all standards, she's a perfect ten, it's true.
She's your living dream,
Off the pages of a magazine,
Probably, a better than me for you.
But I've got a s**y personality,
Not a size two,
Don't have big b**bs,
But I've been told I'm kind of funny.
(Yeah, I made that up.)
Just don't give in to the stereotype,
Of what a guy, who looks like you is supposed to like.
I know it may be cra** but I could kick that skinny b**h's a**,
Just take a chance on a girl like me.
She's a piece of work,
No one should have that much perk,
Oh so cla**y while she's dancing on the bar.
While I read Keats and Poe,
And as far as looks go,
No one's run away from me in fear so far.
'Cause I've got a bangin' set of listening sk**s,
I know how to bake,
Well just the box kind of cake,
But I think it still tastes pretty good,
Especially funfetti.
(What? It's delicious.)
Just don't give in to the stereotype,
Of what a guy, who looks like you is supposed to like.
I know it may be cra** but I could kick that skinny b**h's a**,
Just take a chance on a girl like me.
Baby you should be with me,
Oh I could give you fifty reasons,
Face it all she'll ever give you is,
Venereal diseases.
You'll break my heart if you prove that the movies lie,
But in the end the quirky chick still gets the guy.
So don't give in to the stereotype,
Of what a guy, who looks like you is supposed to like.
I know it may be cra** but I could kick that skank who*e's fake tanned a**,
Just take a chance on a girl like me.