i'm okay    if you get me at a good angle    and you're okay    in the right sort of light    and we don't look    like pages from a magazine    but that's all right    oh babe that's all right       i crashed your pickup truck    and then i had to drive it back home    i was crying    i was so scared    of what you would do    of what you would say    but you just started laughing    so i started laughing along    saying, it looks a little rough    but it runs okay    it looks a little rough    but it runs good anyway       we get a little further from perfection    each year on the road    i think that's called character    i think that's just the way it goes    but it's better to be dusty than polished    like some store window mannequin    why don't you touch me where i'm rusty    let me stain your hands    touch me where i'm rusty    let me       when you're pretty as a picture    they pound down your door    but i've been offered love    in two dimensions before    and i know that it's not all    that it's made out to be    let's show them all how it's done    let's do it all imperfectly    oh let's do it all imperfectly       'cause i'm okay if you get me at a good angle    and you're okay in the right sort of light    we don't look like pages from a magazine    but that's all right    oh babe that's all right    ohh that's all right    that's all right