Buck & Deanne – The Perfect Reject lyrics

Verse #1:
I was thinking he could float my boat
Sure that he could blow my horn
Feeling he could bridge my moat
Certain he could shuck my corn
I should have ran when he called me mate
Should have cut out when he cut the cheese
Should have bailed when he licked his plate
Before my heart began to freeze

Strange how a reject can seem so perfect, till you hold it close
Strange how a reject can feel so perfect, till you hold him close

I was thinking he would raise my flag
Sure that he would quell my swell
Hoping he would fluff my shag
Certain he would ring my bell

I should have twigged when he couldn't dance
Should have had a hunch when I felt bored
Should have foreseen the odds-on chance
This sheet jockey was bound to snore

Strange how a reject can seem so perfect, till you hold it close
Strange how a reject can feel so perfect, till you hold him close

Sound travels so much slower than the speed of light
Until you hear some people speak
You might think they're bright...
They appear to be so right

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Repeat Verse #1 chords:

I was thinking he could float my boat
Sure that he could blow my horn
Feeling he could bridge my moat
Certain he could shuck my corn