Lyrics of Mr. Perfect

Singer: Abella Leung

Album: Abela

Abella Leung. Mr. Perfect

Composer: Lin Jianhua

Lyrics: Chloe

Arranged by Kwok lun Fung/Lin Jianhua

Producer: Lin Jianhua

Even if you get a perfect score or more, you should practice hard for more than three inches day and night.

In order to show people perfectly along the way

You work too hard, you are too excited. You love me so much that it is almost impossible for a talented person to twist the six rings.

Oh, the shade does not return

You hold hands at one o'clock and kiss at three o'clock. You will get married in April and June, and your body and mind are full of beautiful personality.

Ask me how to match you, so as to leave you some regrets.

You are one handsome, three heroic, four property and six passenger planes. What good taste in clothes.

How to criticize your own beauty? I don't know how to love you

You attach too much importance to this fate, and your best friend is envious and jealous of this infatuation.

It's hard to find a perfect oath.

I am gradually avoiding this point, which attracts you and makes me love it too much.

You go forward, I go back.

You hold hands at one o'clock and kiss at three o'clock. You will get married in April and June, and your body and mind are full of beautiful personality.

Ask me how to match you, so as to leave you some regrets.

You are one handsome, three heroic, four property and six passenger planes. What good taste in clothes.

How to criticize your own beauty? I don't know how to love you

La la la la la la la la la la la la la.

Too happy love, you prove it to me, but I care that you never have shortcomings.

La la la la la la la la la la la la la.

I'm a bit of a playboy. I'm getting divorced in April, and I dare not cherish this godsend opportunity.

How can I give you the same nutrition when I am afraid to match you?

I don't know how to pretend I don't know how to cheat. Ask yourself in the mirror, and be careful when you make up your mind to hold hands.

I hope you sympathize with my psychology. I won't love you at all.

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