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P!nk - Bravo Hits 73 - F**kin’ Perfect
Bravo Hits 73
Disc 1
01. S & M
02. Yeah 3×
03. E.T.
04. Born This Way
05. Blow
06. Turn Around (5, 4, 3, 2, 1)
07. Till the World Ends
08. Hit the Lights
09. More
10. No Other One
11. Coming Home
12. Just Can’t Get Enough
13. Do It Like a Dude
14. Bass Down Low
15. I Wrote the Book
16. Girls Beautiful
17. Happiness
18. Who’s That Chick?
19. Bon, Bon
20. Sun Is Up
21. Welcome to St. Tropez
22. Strobo Pop
Disc 2
01. Grenade
02. Set Fire to the Rain
03. You and Me (In My Pocket)
04. Wonderland
05. Hollywood Tonight
06. Loving You Is Killing Me
07. A Night Like This
08. Over the Rainbow
09. I Do
10. Young Blood
11. Selfmachine
12. Taken by a Stranger
13. Kidz
14. F**kin’ Perfect
15. Snowflakes
16. Oh What a Night
17. Hollywood Hills
18. Still
19. Ist es wahr (Aim High)
20. Gebt alles
21. Wovon sollen wir träumen
Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss, "Knowing it's all good," it didn't slow me down
Mistaken always second guessing
Underestimated, look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothin', you're fuckin' perfect to me

You're so mean (you're so mean) when you talk (when you talk)
About yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices (change the voices) in your head (in your head)
Make them like you instead

So complicated, look how we all make it
Filled with so much hatred, such a tired game
It's enough, I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same

Oh, pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fuckin' perfect to me

The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice-cold beer
So cool in line, and we try, try, try
But we try too hard, and it's a waste of my time

I'm done looking for the critics 'cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?

Yeah
Oh, oh-oh
Oh, pretty, pretty, ple-, yeah-eh-eh

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fuckin' perfect to me

Yeah
You're perfect, you're perfect

Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fuckin' perfect to me