I'm not looking for a supermodel or the perfect girl
With tiny waist, or blonde, or 32DD
I don't want a girl with her own poetry or a PHD
I know who I want to make me happy

I want a slightly imperfect girl
Is that too much to ask
She should have an irrational fear of balloons
And a slightly big arse
If I wait patiently
There'll be one just for me
I would live in a perfect world
With my slightly imperfect girl

I don't want to lie awake and wonder what the catch must be
And wonder why on earth she'd want to spend time with me
I don't want other people to suspect foul play or want her too
I don't want my best friend to fancy her more than I do

I want a slightly imperfect girl
Is that really so harsh?
She should have an addiction to shit magazines
And a tiny moustache
And I don't really mind
If her eyes aren't alligned
I would live in a perfect world
With my slightly imperfect girl
Nothing could ever be more meant to be
We'd be together indefinitely
No one in the world
Would be happier with her than me

I want a slightly imperfect girl
With horrendous big ears
She should shout the wrong name every time we make love
And then burst into tears
She should scream randomly
Put her fags out on me
I would live in a perfect world
With my slightly imperfect girl