All the gra** is greener everywhere you look So many girls out there I could write a book That one's a** is leaner This one's like Serena But I think your silhouette is meaner And even though you've got small breasts But to me they look the best I confess I wanna go home and get you undressed See your problems of self-esteem Could be self-fulfilling prophecies So probably your best policy is to talk to me [Chorus x2:] Stop looking over your shoulder Cause if it was up to me I would make you feel right All the gra** is greener everywhere you look So many people stare they got you scared of the girls out there This one's cola-bottle size And that one's more of a model size I know you heard this a hundred times To me what matters is what's inside And a little backside too Is that bad, is that taboo? Can I get a bird's eye view? You see, your problems of self-esteem Could be self-fulfilling prophecies So arguably your best policy should be talking to me Talking to me [Chorus x2] So next time that you're feeling down Turn your frown into a crown Put yourself in an evening gown And I'll roll around Rip it off Break you off JetBlue Airways taking off Couple of days where the sand is soft Oh, aren't you glad you took the weekend off? Cause it's those little imperfections that make beauty in my eyes I wanna be in the intersection of your thighs And you worry about your size It's nonsense It's not a contest And besides If it was a contest, you'd win it I wanna take a bath with you in it Bathroom s**, you in it I did it, I mind I'll do it with you if you wanna try I've seen you cracking a smile Guess I have to stay for a while [Chorus] [Refrain:] Over your shoulder Love is what you're searching for Over your shoulder You don't have to look anymore