I'm NOT a perfect little well-mannered porcelain doll,

just waiting for a nice rich jewish husband,

the kind of girl that stays home smiling all the time and does just what she's told to-

I'm just not perfect. Never was, never will.

A minha família gosta de me ver irritada, só pode. eles fazem tudo, TUDO para me ver perer a cabeça. Iddk what else to do, y'know?