i want perfection saw it in your reflection i found it in you with your cute little ways laughing my arse off, had left me smiling for days i said 'aye, i want you sir take me as i am, and through this cold winter' but you said, 'nay madam' 'my name's not adam' i already have a miss's and she'd be wanting my kisses' and i winked and laugh and said fine enough have it your way i'll be waiting everyday.