Headache. The Girl She Says She's Got A Headache

What She Needs Is Just A Handshake

Squeezing Out All Of The Bad Excuses She Can Make

Mornings- There Will Be Some Ugly Mornings

But At Least I'll Know What Love Means

Love That Lets Me Be As Human As Can Be

I Don't Have To Fake It

I Won't Have To Lead You On

I'm As Real As They Come And

I Don't See How Some Women Put You On

Fakers With Your Lipo And Your Lipstick

You Make It Easy For A Real Chick

To See The Horror Pouring Out Of Your Ruby Lips

Perfect I Thank God That I'm Not Perfect

I Happen To Like All My Defects

But My TV Don't Agree And I Don't Give A Shit

I Won't Have To Fake It

I Don't Have To Put You On

I'm As Real As They Come

And I Don't See How Some Women Lead You On

I Won't Have To Fake It

I Won't Have To Put You On

And I Don't Like The Way That I'm Put On Display

For Your Sorry Eyes Sorry Eyes

Here Comes The Real One

Here Comes The Real Thing

Here Comes The Real One

I Don't Have To Fake It

I Don't Have To Put You On

I'm As Real As They Come

And I Don't See How Some Women Lead You On

I Don't Have To Fake It

I Won't Have To Lead You On

And I Don't Understand Why Would A Man

Want A Circus Clown