Lyrics Jamala – Perfect Man
Text:
I dreamt of a real man
I met him in a sweet July
Was happy when it began
I thought I was gonna fly
I cleaned, cooked and thereby
My love died at five fifteen
When I called to say goodbye
How to find a Perfect man?
Oh how to find a perfect man who’ll love me?
Oh how to find a perfect man?
(Wisdom of life)
(I) become wise
Become wise
Become wise
I know it
I’ll find you
In my eyes
We’ll realize
I want it
But things went from bad to worse
I met a guy who played a flute
He was cute. Oh, what a curse
Inside he was a rotten fruit
How to find a perfect man?
(Perfect man, perfect man)
Oh how to find a perfect man who’ll love me?
(Perfect man, perfect man)
Oh how to find a perfect man?
(Wisdom of life, wisdom of life)
Become wise
Become wise
Become wise
I know it
I’ll find you
In my eyes
We’ll realize
I want it
Become wise
Become wise
Become wise
I know it
I’ll find you
In my eyes
We’ll realize
I want it
Unfailing but boring, self-affected
Perfect man
Too crazy but clever, big-hearted
Perfect man
Ambitious but selfish and so greedy
Perfect man
Magnetic or repulsive o-oh
Perfect man
That’s all
I’m done with it
Become wise
Become wise
Become wise
I know it
I’ll find you
In my eyes
We’ll realize
I want it
Become wise
Become wise
Become wise
I know it
I’ll find you
In my eyes
We’ll realize
I want it
