The Stars are made of lemon juice....

Have you ever heard a song and ever thought, "how do they know?" 

Each *verse is* describing you perfectly, each line reeks of you, when people hear it they automatically 

think of you. 

Well my friends, I have found just such a song! 

I heard this song a few years ago and really liked it. As I was listening to it today, I got really tickled...they should have titled this song "Ruthe"

....I'm just sayin'....

Imperfection

My hair's a wreck

Mascara runs
My feet get dirty
And my skin burns in the sun.
My lips they bleed
But I still sing my songs.
Takes me a minute
To admit it when I'm wrong.

Pretty is as pretty does,
But pretty's not my thing.

This is what you get.
This is who I am.
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
And if you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.

My back is weak,
But my will is true.
Got good intentions
But I never follow through.
I say too much,
And don't know when to leave.
In case you're looking,
That's my heart there on my sleeve.

Ego trips and stupid slip ups,
I'm a mess but

This is what you get.
This is who I am.
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
And if you're thinking about changing my direction,
Don't mess with imperfection.

Scratched and bruised,
A little used,
But baby I work fine.
You might call me
Damaged goods,
But I'm one of a kind.