I'm okay
If you get me at a good angle
And you're okay
In right the sort of light
We don't look
Like pages from a magazine
But that's all right
Oh baby, that's all right
Oh baby that's all right

I crashed your pickup truck
And then I had to drive it back home
I was crying
I was so scared
Of what you would do
Of what you would say
But you just started laughing
So I just started laughing along
Saying, it looks a little rough
But it runs okay
It looks a little rough
But it runs good anyway

We get a little further from perfection
Each year on the road
I think that's called character
I think that's just the way it goes
Better to be dusty than polished
Like some store window mannequin
Why don't you touch me where I'm rusty
Let me stain your hands
Why don't you touch me where I'm rusty
Let me

When you're pretty as a picture
They pound down your door
But I've been offered love
In two dimensions before
And I know all, that it's not all
It's made out to be
Let's show them how it's done

Let's do it all imperfectly
Oh let's do it all imperfectly

I'm okay
If you get me at a good angle
And you're okay
In right the sort of light
We don't look
Like pages from a magazine
But that's all right
Oh baby, that's all right
Oh that's all right
That's all right


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