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Maybe her eyes are just a little bit red Almost all the time Maybe her hair, it smells like cigarettes When I climb into bed with her at night She don't wanna try But this just feels so right She's almost perfect She's so close to bein' everything She's almost perfect But she's not, she's not Maybe she knows she drives me crazy Just bats her eyes like she's my baby Maybe she's quick to let her tounge fly at me She's not the most proper lady She don't wanna try But this just feels so right She's almost perfect She's so close to bein' everything She's almost perfect But she's not. she's not I'm the one to blame, I know I caused this crash So now I wonder in this mess To this lake of sour mashed Through my head that nocient that Maybe she's not quite honest with me Almost all the time Maybe I know there's someone else in her life When I climb in to bed with her at night She's almost perfect She's so close to bein' everything She's almost perfect But she's not, she's not She's almost perfect She's so close to bein' everything She's almost perfect But she's not, she's not mine...mine Yeah |