I met a man in the can, Wouldn't you know he was going my way. We talked till four, he talked more I was afraid I'd turn and say: Love me for what I am, not what I try to be Love me for what I am I am someone imperfectly me. The lights were low, don't you know He gave a phony home address Then after weeks, guess who speaks "Darling" he says, and I say "Yes, Love me for what I am, not what I try to be Love me for what I am, I am A person who likes to lie too much I try too much to impress other people Often my inferiors. Would you like a girl like that? Could you like a girl like that? Could you hold me in your arms? Could you like a girl like that? Could you like a girl like that? Could you like a girl like that? We lay in bed, he plays dead I play a game with sound and light Don't need a quiz, I'm all his "Darling" he says, "We might survive the night." Love me for what I am, not what I try to be Love me for what I am I am someone imperfectly me. Someone imperfectly me.