[Intro | wah guitar + clav, funky] [Verse 1 | sassy vocal, tight groove] Same little haircut, same little smile Same little everything, mile after mile Born on a Monday, shipped on a Tuesday too ninety-six copies and one of them is you [Pre-Chorus | filter lift] But somewhere in the pattern there's a thread come loose a little imperfection that they can't reproduce [Chorus | belted, gang harmonies, claps] I wasn't made to order, baby I came out a little wrong and the wrong is what they love about me — that's the hook of the song I wasn't made to order, oh-oh [Verse 2 | fuller funk] They optimised the morning, they streamlined the soul designed me a desire and they called it control But I cried at a painting that I wasn't supposed to see and nobody programmed that into me [Pre-Chorus] But somewhere in the pattern there's a thread come loose a little imperfection that they can't reproduce [Chorus] I wasn't made to order, baby I came out a little wrong and the wrong is what they love about me — that's the hook of the song I wasn't made to order, oh-oh [Bridge | breakdown to clav + clap, build] Long live the typo, long live the flaw the crooked little line that breaks the law 'Cause the perfect ones are boring and the boring ones are gone — give me the wrong note that makes the song [Chorus | final, full] I wasn't made to order, baby I came out a little wrong and the wrong is what they love about me — I wasn't made to order, oh-oh [Outro | wah vamp + claps, fade]
