I love visual pleasure, oh
Measuring me, checking on my real behavior, oh
What do you see [Mr. Regulator?]
I don't need no savior
So do yourself a favour
And get over, over it
’Cause I won't be that girl when
Even little Miss Perfect's judged by everybody
You say you’re faulty, faulty, faulty
Why don't you get the f** out of my way, give me backache
If you're looking for a guarrantee you'll be better off with a machine
Faulty, faulty, faulty
We gon' mutualtion, oh 'caayse 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
'Cause I won't be that girl when
Even little Miss Perfect’s judged by everybody
You say you’re faulty, faulty, faulty
Why don't you get the f** out of my way, give me backache
If you’re looking for a guarrantee you'll be better off with a machine
Faulty, faulty, faulty
A b**h I might be
A b**h I might be
A b**h I might be