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[Featuring: Francis Chan]
[Verse 1]
You could send me flowers.
Text me poetry for hours.
Even write a sappy song,
Iâm not saying itâd be wrong.
You could call me when Iâm sick
To chat about a chick flick,
Then tell me something tough
But I wonât believe itâs love
Until you prove it to my dad.
Oh yeah
[Chorus]
âCause heâs already loved me for better and for worse
He makes it easy to identify a jerk
He knows how I like make-believe
He always helps me see what I really need.
[Verse 2]
You could say Iâm like no other
Become best buddies with my brother
Notice when I cut my hair
Let me win when itâs not fair
Then pretend that you donât care.
Promise me youâll always be there
But your word is not enough
And I wonât believe itâs love
Until you prove it to my dad
[Chorus]
âCause heâs already loved me for better and for worse
He makes it easy to identify a jerk
He knows how I like make-believe
He always helps me see what I really need.
[Bridge: Francis Chan]
I havenât been perfect but Iâve done my best
Through your good times, your bad times, your PMS
With boys sometimes you lose your common sense
So Iâm always going to throw in my two cents
Theyâll tell you all these things that you want to hear.
Theyâll pretend that they love you but they really donât care
But I taught you how to walk and Iâve cried with you
I taught you how to drive! I had to ride with you!
When your hair looked bad I even lied to you!
Youâre mine until the day I walk the aisle with you.
And if some guy wants to try for you,
And he thinks he can provide for you.
Iâll let go. Iâve just got to know he, too, would die for you.
[Chorus]
âCause heâs already loved me for better and for worse
He makes it easy to identify a jerk
He knows how I like make-believe
He always helps me see what I really need.
So donât call me when Iâm sick.