Made for Me

Mmhhhh
Rolling Stone magazine
Tattoos on her skin, this ain’t no dream
Woke up this morning with a bad hangover
But next to her so I’m stone cold sober

Searching for why I’m

A little unsure about the sound of her heart
So I’ll keep my distance and do my part
But I can’t stop thinking about artwork I've seen
And that maybe she was made for me
Made, made for me
Made, made for me

Every inch of her is hand crafted to perfection
Not even Mona Lisa has got one objection, no, no, no, no, no
But that don’t stop me from thinking about why I’m

A little unsure about the sound of her heart
So I’ll keep my distance and do my part
But I can’t stop thinking about artwork I’ve seen
And that maybe she was made for me
Made, made for me
Made, made for me

A little unsure, about the sound of her heart
So I’ll keep my distance and do my part
But I can’t stop thinking about artwork I’ve seen
And that maybe she was made for me
Made, made for me
Made, made for me
Made, made for me
Made, made for me