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Abraham Lincoln, we get it, you're tallYou don't need that hat, tooOr maybe you doMother Teresa, two words: B.O.She was nice, I'll give her thatBut she didn't smell like a roseShe did a lot of good in the worldBut guess who smelled like pooNobody's perfectNo one at allNobody's perfectThere's always a faultDon't go thinking you're any betterThere's always something wrongGeorge Washington Carver changed the world with his nutsHe sat on a few and invented peanut butter with his buttB.F.D.Who cares about the peanut?Peanut's like the penny of snack foodsAnd well, well, wellLook who's on the pennyI'm surprised they're tall enoughLetras de cancionesYou know whoGhandi, do you ever wash that white sheet you wearDo you have a last name, or is it just like CherYou hunger-striked for peaceWhen the truth was you hated your thighsEnough with the liesAnd it's time to wash that sheetNobody's perfectNo one at allNobody's perfectThere's always a faultDon't go thinking you're any betterThere's always something wrongI'm not perfectI'm way too pretty first of allI eat and eat like a pig and cannot gain a poundThe doctor's worried about that, by the wayMy I.Q. is like four millionWhich is . . . It can be a burden, actuallyYou wouldn't understandI like to think of myself as very Jesus-yI can say that because I don't think he was the Savior, or anythingIt's just, I'm into peacePlus, I wear sandalsYou know, he wore sandalsSo there's thatBut mostlyWe have the same hair From Letras Mania