Waiting on him of myself I seem to demand
But why I can not really seem to understand
This perfect guy that I happen to chose
And I can not admit rejection if I were to lose

Perfect guy he just happened to be
A perfect guy he is just for me
Body he has of the Greek god Atlas
So his personally is closer to the farm jackass

Treat me like a lady he said that he would
Maybe I regret that if he only could
Perfection that comes in this one guy
But maybe inside he is just way to shy

Men can really come with a lot of confusion
Some even come at first as nothing but an illusion
How do you find that perfect guy?
One that will not hurt me or make me cry

Mr. Right and the perfect guy
Waiting for him until the day I die