I was born like this with hips like this

Lips like this and wrists like this

Legs like this and arms like this

A fist like this to hit you with, now



You're like school on Sunday

You ain't got no class

Keep runnin' your mouth off but

You can kiss my *



Not made to measure baby

One size does not fit all

I will not be the one

You make to take the fall

Not made to measure baby

One size does not fit all

I will not be the one

You make to take the fall

I got the curves to fear I got the words to feel

And when I scream I've heard them say

I've got the voice to heal

You don't have to be sorry

you don't have to be saved

You just need to be proud of the body that god gave



Not made to measure baby

One size does not fit all

I will not be the one

You make to take the fall

Not made to measure baby

One size does not fit all

I will not be the one

You make to take the fall



Listen to me say..Yeah!

I'm so fat I'm * up 

I'm so skinny I'm sick

I'm so tired of the magazines

Talkin that bull*

I'm not fat, they're * up

I'm not skinny, they're sick

I'm just so tired of the critics who keep talking that bull*



I was born like this, with eyes like this

teeth like this, and thighs like this

a face like this, a waist like this

When I die..I'll die like this...now

You're like school on Sunday

You ain't got no class

Keep running your mouth but

I just might kick your *



Not made to measure baby

One size does not fit all

I will not be the one

You make to take the fall

Not made to measure baby

One size does not fit all

I will not be the one

You make to take the fall



Let me hear you say...Yeah!

You're so fat, you're * up

You're so skinny, you're sick

You're so tired of the magazines

Talking that bull*

You're not fat, they're * up

You're not skinny, they're sick

You're just tired of the critics who keep talking that bull*



Now what?

Now what?

Now what?

What you gonna say the next time you see us?

Now what?

Now what?

Now what?

What you gonna say the next time you see me?