My baby loves me just the way that I am!

"Don't need no copy of Vogue magazine,
Don't need to dress like no beauty queen,
High heels or sneakers he don't give a damn,
My baby loves me just the way that I am,
He never tells me I'm not good enough,
Just give me unconditional love,
He loves me tender and he loves me mad,
He loves me silly and he loves me sad,
He thinks I'm pretty, he thinks I'm smart,
He likes my nerve and he loves my heart,
He's always sayin' he's my biggest fan,
My baby loves me just the way that I am,
My baby loves me just the way that I am.

And when there's dark clouds in my eyes,
He just sits back and lets 'em roll on by,
I come in like a lion and go out like a lamb,
My baby loves me just the way that I am.
He thinks I'm pretty, he thinks I'm smart,
He likes my nerve and he loves my heart,
Don't see no reason to change my plan,
My baby loves me just the way that I am."

Ofcourse I didn't write that! Trust me,I have never met a man so wonderful that I could write a song like that for him. Though on hearing this song blaring on my radio this morning I did wonder how it would feel if I were with a man like that. My best guess is that I definitely would not be in love with him ! You see,a relationship without friction is like living in a perfect world....and I am amongst those insane few who totally romanticise the imperfections in life. So much so that I have decided to not work on mine at all. Anyways getting back to Mr. Right here, I seriously wonder how many women would want to be standing on a pedestal and be worshipped by their men like that? The mentioning of "pedestal" reminds of this little insightful conversation between Cameron Diaz and Julia Roberts in "My best friends wedding"; where Diaz tells Roberts; "He has you on a pedestal and me in his arms". So Ms. Roberts and Co. wanna switch places??

And for the entertainment of the male readers, here is a parody of the song above composed by some wise lady:

Don't need no bottle of imported cheer,
Don't need to drink no expensive beer,
Raining or windy, he don't give a damn,
My baby loves to drink Beast Light in a can,
He never tells me it's not good enough,
Just wants a beer that's ready to chug,
Chugs at the tailgate, he chugs in the shed,
Chugs in the shower, and chugs before bed.
He thinks it's gritty and sometimes tart,
At 8am, it warms his heart,
He doesn't know but I'm his biggest fan,
My baby loves to drink Beast Light in a can,
My baby loves to drink Beast Light in a can,

When he finds his team's bowl bound,
He tilts his head and lets it roll on down,
Pour out at an angle, and squeeze with his hands,
My baby loves to drink Beast Light in a can,
My baby loves to drink Beast Light in a can,
He thinks it's gritty and sometimes tart,
At 8am, it warms his heart,
He doesn't know but I'm his biggest fan,
He thinks it's gritty and sometimes tart,
At 8am, it warms his heart,
When he goes drinking, he's got a plan,
My baby loves to drink Beast Light in a can,
My baby loves to drink Beast Light in a can.

Three cheers to the woman who could understand her man like that!