I will accept you for who you are, whether or not You could be fake, or you're genuine, like Bleda, or not
You could be poor and paparazzi, got the cheddar, or not Whether you're heavy like a lady, or light as a feather, or not
You could be calm like a straight water, stupid or you're smarter But like Starkey, the man fed a map
Whether you're strange like Jack Wally, or my brother, or not