Meeting Mr. Right The man of my dreams The one who shows me true love Or at least it seems With brown cocoa skin And curly black hair Just the way he looks at me That gentle, lovin' stare Finally you come along The way I feel about you, it just can't be wrong, no If you only knew the way I feel about you I just can't describe it Oh no no Finally it's happened to me Right in front of my face My feelings can't describe it Finally it's happened to me Right in front of my face And I just cannot hide it It seemed so many times He seemed to be the one But all he ever wanted Was to have a little fun But now you've come along And brightened up my world In my heart I feel it I'm that special kind of... girl! Finally you come along The way I feel about you, it just can't be wrong, no If you only knew the way I feel about you I just can't describe it Oh no no Finally it's happened to me Right in front of my face My feelings can't describe it Finally it's happened to me Right in front of my face And I just cannot hide it Finally, oh yeah Finally Hey yeah, eeh-yeah, eeh-yeah, eeh-yeah Eeh-yeah, eeh-yeah, eeh-yeah, eeh-yeah Finally Finally it's happened to me Right in front of my face My feelings can't describe it Finally it's happened to me Right in front of my face And I just cannot hide it Finally, oh yeah Meeting Mr. Right Finally The man of my dreams (Eeh-yeah, eeh-yeah, eeh yeah, eeh-yeah) Finally

Learn these words verbatim, one by one These are the truths you'll need Raise your flags to freedom March for your country Keep your lips sealed And if you don't serve God, then You will find yourself in troubled places Do as I say kid, I'm here to give you guidance and love It was wrong It doesn't matter, now it's gone I'm not afraid to doubt it anymore And even if I'm wrong Well I'm not ashamed about it anymore (And it's okay) And it's okay to cry over someone (And it's okay) And it's okay to change the path you're on (And it's okay) And it's okay to fall in love Boys grow up to be good fathers, working to bring bacon in Girls are raised to bring the babies They will keep your kitchen clean Never stray from what is written, keep tradition true to the word The vows of holy matrimony are sacred and reserved This is wrong And when you open up that door And you're not ashamed about it anymore There's calm after the storm So don't be afraid about it anymore (And it's okay) It's okay to keep your head held high (And it's okay) And it's okay to doubt yourself sometimes (And it's okay) And it's okay to fall in love with someone unexpected Nestled in the lonely spaces In the dark the demons come The silent voice that screams inside your head "Don't forget what you've learned" If you give in to sweet temptation Your sins will bury you in the dirt But guys look so much better in my bed, unbuttoning their shirts If it's wrong, then shoot me down with your family gun 'Coz I'm not afraid about it anymore And in the end I've won 'Coz I'm not ashamed to shout it anymore (And it's okay) It's okay to fight against the words (And it's okay) And it's okay to stand up and be heard (And it's okay) And it's okay to show your strength to the world (And it's okay) And it's okay, yeah it's okay to fall in love

Sick and tired of stupid people trying to get one over on me I have heard it all before "Times", we say, "they are a changing, everybody's getting better" So what's this guy cringing for? He says: "What you do behind closed doors Doesn't really bother me at all" I don't care what you do in the privacy of your home As long as it's not in front of me I don't care what you do in the privacy of your home As long as I don't have to see He says: "Please don't say that I'm closed-minded Some of my best friends are like you And I don't really give a damn" He says: "I am happy that you're happy You don't have to prove it to me" And then he turns and kisses the girl on his arm, and says: "What you do behind closed doors Doesn't really bother me at all" I don't care what you do in the privacy of your home As long as it's not in front of me I don't care what you do in the privacy of your home As long as I don't have to see We came here for a quiet drink We're not trying to prove a point about anything And we don't thrive on shoving it in your faces Shoving it in your faces all the time What you do behind closed doors Doesn't really bother me at all I don't care what you do in the privacy of your home As long as it's not in front of me I don't care what you do in the privacy of your home (I don't wanna hear it anymore) As long as I don't have to see As long as I don't have to see

Oh me and my guy We got his 'n' his electric shavers His 'n' his jeans His 'n' his trainers Two grown dudes in a similar size - me and my guy In synchrony at five foot eleven in height I love looking in the mirror standing side by side Wearing his 'n' his suits with his 'n' his ties And everything's so interchangeable We can swap things whenever we choose If I'm bored of my wardrobe I'll raid his drawers I'll take his shorts, he'll wear my shoes And sharing these supposedly "gender-specific" things (Ooh la la la, ooh la la la) Makes me feel smug with all the convenience that brings So whatever is mine is his and whatever is his can be mine And we'll stay nauseatingly happy 'til the end of time Just me and my guy Looking back on a time in another life I never thought I could be happy or find my stride I thought relationships were for fools who liked to follow a crowd That's 'coz back in those days it seemed the odds were stacked The boys would kiss the girls on the bus at the back Turns out opposites don't necessarily always attract Now I sit snuggled up in our bedroom I guess I've become one of those following fools One who's able to share all his male underwear His 'n' his toys, his 'n' his rules And sharing these supposedly "gender-specific" things (Ooh la la la, ooh la la la) Makes us feel smug with all the convenience that brings So whatever is mine is his and whatever is his can be mine And we'll be nauseatingly happy 'til the end of time Just me and my guy Oh me and my guy Though we get to share all our "boys' toys" and toiletries That ain't where the similarities end There's no feelings of envy or jealousy Sharing crushes on all the same men (Yes!) And I never have to explain Why my little brain has been programmed this way Because oh he gets it, like I get it We're in tune and locked on the same page We got his 'n' his dreams, his 'n' his goals This his 'n' his life, it never gets old I will walk in these shoes 'til the soles have died Sometimes when we're lying under the covers at night I still get excited, it still makes me smile That I'm sharing my bed, lying side by side with another guy And there's nothing else I can compare to this Growing up we never saw these scenes Watching friends struggling to navigate the world of boys with girls Guess it wasn't for me Now sharing these supposedly "gender-specific" things (Ooh la la la, ooh la la la) Makes us feel smug with all the convenience that brings So whatever is mine is his and whatever is his can be mine And we'll stay nauseatingly happy 'til the end of time Just me and my guy Oh me and my guy Oh me and my guy

I'm sitting on the back of the football bus All the lads are wearing shorts and shin pads Talkin' 'bout the game they're gonna win this afternoon And all this display of masculinity Well it's making me feel a bit nauseous So I close my eyes and I pray it'll be over soon Now I have never functioned well at a competitive sport I just can't find the fun And besides, I'm far too paranoid about the way I look when I run So I sit here combing my hair Trying my hardest not to stare But it's getting cold out... ...Then the whistle blows I will never be captain, but I will be King And I'm gonna achieve the most wonderful things That don't involve playing football in the rain I will never be one of the lads in the team But I'll conquer the system and fight for my dreams And I don't know if I could ever win But I'm gonna be the best there's ever been Now Johnny is the head of our football team He always boasts to his friends about women I wonder if he'd carry on that way If I told them all the places we've been in And Johnny struts around on the football pitch With an arrogant smirk on his face But he wears a smile of a different kind When he comes to stay over at my place! And I'll sit there combing my hair While he's taking off his underwear And it's getting warmer... ...'til the whistle blows And Johnny is captain and Johnny is King And his parents are hoping for wonderful things That don't involve him screwing 'round with me (They don't want him screwing 'round with me) And Johnny's the best-looking lad on the team All the guys want to be him, he's "every girl's dream" And no, I don't think I will ever win But I'm gonna be the best there's ever been I'm sitting on the back of the football bus And I wonder... will it ever change?

He sings in notes that I can only dream of He wears a sleeve in red and black and green He wakes me up in a sweat on a Sunday morning With the prettiest smile I think I've ever seen I wanna squeeze him so hard that I suffocate him He's just too beautiful to let out of my grip That boy's so damn perfect all the other guys hate him (You know the type!) Feel way too far out of my comfort zone for this He's in my heart, he's in my lungs He's in everything that I touch And I don't know if I'm his salvation but he feels like a savior to me And every time he opens up, he makes me wanna spill my guts He got me so obsessed I'm shaking In love (Love) He's my bass-playing fiend in a beanie with loose-fitting jeans on He's got that chiseled jaw and cute freckles on both of his cheeks How I ache when he's dressed in that Chest-hugging vest with his guns out I've gone into fanboy overload, He's got me giddy and weak at the knees He's like a picture of pure Photoshop perfection His hot stubble and "just-fallen-out-of-bed" look turns me on He's my pot-smoking muse, my pheromone injection (Drugs are bad, boys are good!) He's got that Alpha, dominant vibe going on (Yeah it's coming on strong) And it feels so wrong but I love it He's in my heart, he's in my lungs He's in everything that I touch And I don't know if I'm his salvation but he feels like a savior to me And every time he opens up, he makes me wanna spill my guts He got me so obsessed I'm shaking In love (Love) In Love (Love) He's so ridiculously hot I cannot stand it (He's on fire!) He's got me burning up and bursting at the seams If you know what I mean! He's in my heart, he's in my lungs He's in everything that I touch And I don't know if I'm his salvation but he feels like a savior to me And every time he opens up, he makes me wanna spill my guts He got me so obsessed I'm shaking In love (Love) In love (Love) In love (Love) In love (Love)