I love visual pleasure, oh Measuring me, checking on my real behavior, oh What do you see [Mr. Regulator?] I donÂŽt need no savior So do yourself a favour
And get over, over it âCause I wonÂŽt be that girl when Even little Miss PerfectÂŽs judged by everybody
You say youâre faulty, faulty, faulty Why donÂŽt you get the fuck out of my way, give me backache If youÂŽre looking for a guarrantee youÂŽll be better off with a machine Faulty, faulty, faulty
We gonÂŽ mutualtion, oh ÂŽcaayse everyone is not on display Losing real [?] insition, oh My real days is blind admiration On some bull foundation All these obligations Oh, get over, get over it
ÂŽCause I wonÂŽt be that girl when Even little Miss Perfectâs judged by everybody
You say youâre faulty, faulty, faulty Why donÂŽt you get the fuck out of my way, give me backache If youâre looking for a guarrantee youÂŽll be better off with a machine Faulty, faulty, faulty
bitch I might be bitch I might be bitch I might be