If I woke up late
Couldn’t get out of bed
If I bought you a café latte instead
If I lied when I said 32 inches was the size of my waist
And can I admit every once in a while
Even though I dig alternative style
Occasionally I can be caught dancin’ to Britney
And can I confess
That art house doesn’t turn me on
But I like every single thing that Speilberg’s done (except AI)
Could I be good enough
Could I be good enough
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I’d be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn’t seem like a lot
If it’s all that I got, Baby tell me that could be good enough.
Where I grew up
The rent was cheap
Though we always had enough to eat
Didn’t have fancy clothes
I never really cared coz there were shoes on my toes
And motherly love I knew it like the back of my hand
She always had a way to make me understand
I could be good enough
