Martin Bisi - The Perfect Fit lyrics

I could make a dress A robe fit for a prince I could clothe a continent But I can't sew a stitch I can paint my face And stand very very still It's not very practical But it still pays the bills I can't change my name But I could be your type I can dance and win at games Like backgammon and life I used to be the smart one Sharp as a tack Funny how that skipping years ahead Has held me back I used to be the bright one Top in my cla** Funny what they give you when you Just learn how to ask I can write a song But I can't sing in key I can play piano But I never learned to read I can't trap a mouse But I can pet a cat No I'm really serious! I'm really very good at that I can't fix a car But I can fix a flat I could fix a lot of things But I'd rather not get into that I used to be the bright one Smart as a whip Funny how you slip so far when Teachers don't keep track of it I used to be the tight one The perfect fit Funny how those compliments can Make you feel so full of it I can shuffle cut and deal But I can't draw a hand I can't draw a lot of things I hope you understand I'm not exceptionally shy But I've never had a man That I could look straight in the eye And tell my secret plans I can take a vow And I can wear a ring And I can make you promises but They won't mean a thing Can't you do it for me, I'll pay you well f** I'll pay you anything if you could end this Can't you just fix it for me, it's gone berserk... f** I'll give you anything if You can make the damn thing work Can't you just fix it for me, I'll pay you well f** I'll pay you anything If you can end this Hello, I love you will you tell me your name? Hello, I'm good for nothing - will you love me just the same?