I was born like this with hips like this
Lips like this and wrists like this
Legs like this and arms like this
A fist like this to hit you with, now
You`re like school on Sunday
You ain`t got no class
Keep runnin` your mouth off but
You can kiss my ass
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
~Repeat
I got the curves to fear I got the words to feel
And when I scream I`ve heard them say
I`ve got the voice to heal
I got the curves to fear
I got the words to feel
You don`t have to be sorry
you don`t have to be saved
You just need to be proud of the body that god gave
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
~Repeat
Listen to me say..Yeah!
I`m so fat I`m fucked up
I`m so skinny I`m sick
I`m so tired of the magazines
Talkin that bullshit
I`m not fat, they`re fucked up
I`m not skinny, they`re sick
I`m just so tired of the critics who keep talking that bullshit
I was born like this, with eyes like this
teeth like this, and thighs like this
a face like this, a waist like this
When I die..I`ll die like this...now
You`re like school on Sunday
You ain`t got no class
Keep running your mouth but
I just might kick your ass!
Not made to measure baby
One size does not fit all
I will not be the one
You make to take the fall
~Repeat
Let me hear you say...Yeah!
You`re so fat, you`re fucked up
You`re so skinny, you`re sick
You`re so tired of the magazines
Talking that bullshit
You`re not fat, they`re fucked up
You`re not skinny, they`re sick
You`re just tired of the critics who keep talking that bullshit
Now what?-Now what?-Now what?-What you gonna say the next time you see us?
Now what?-Now what?-Now what?-What you gonna say the next time you see me?