Headache. the girl she says shes got a headache
What she needs is just a handshake
Squeezing out all of the bad excuses she can make
Mornings- there will be some ugly mornings
But at least Ill know what love means
Love that lets me be as human as can be
I dont have to fake it
I wont have to lead you on
Im as real as they come and
I dont see how some women put you on
Fakers with your lipo and your lipstick
You make it easy for a real chick
To see the horror pouring out of your ruby lips
Perfect I thank God that Im not perfect
I happen to like all my defects
But my tv dont agree and I dont give a shit
I wont have to fake it
I dont have to put you on
Im as real as they come
And I dont see how some women lead you on
I wont have to fake it
I wont have to put you on
And I dont like the way that Im put on display
For your sorry eyes sorry eyes
Here comes the real one
Here comes the real thing
Here comes the real one
I dont have to fake it
I dont have to put you on
Im as real as they come
And I dont see how some women lead you on
I dont have to fake it
I wont have to lead you on
And I dont understand why would a man
Want a circus clown