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Mister, usually written in its abbreviated form Mr or Mr. (American English), is a commonly used English honorific for men under the rank of knighthood. The title derived from master, as the equivalent female titles, Mrs., Miss, and Ms, all derived from the archaic mistress. The title master was retained and used for boys and young men, but is now less commonly used. The plural form is Misters, or the abbreviation Messrs (UK) or Messrs. (US) ( /ˈmɛsərz/). This is an English abbreviation of the French "messieurs" (French pronunciation: [mesjø]), sometimes pronounced /ˈmɛsərz/ in English.
When addressing someone directly: Mr. is usually used with the last name only ("May I help you, Mr. Thompson?"). In other circumstances, it can be used with either the last name or the full name ("This is Mr. John Smith."; "Would you please help, Mr Smith?"). In formal written address, it is usually used along with the full name, or with initials and surname.
When a man's name is unknown, "mister" is sometimes used informally by itself in direct address, as in, "Hello, mister," or "Are you all right, mister?" rather than the standard form of address, "Sir". Though not necessarily meant disrespectfully, such use may to some people seem rude.
Oh, Mr. Perfect, you gave everything to me
It felt like destiny
And you call me right on time
You'd hold my hand
Drive around in your car
He likes to play guitar
With the radio
Has a tattoo
And my parents love him too
Never put up a fight
You'd say it's alright
But, Mr. Perfect, you can call me crazy
'Cause I feel like something's missin'
Hey, Mr. Perfect
I miss the silly games
Talkin' on the phone
You're drivin' me insane.
Oh, Mr. Perfect
Where is the attitude?
Dancin' in the rain
It's a battle everyday.
So in love that you act crazy
Mr. Perfect
So, Mr. Perfect, you would call me beautiful
I never felt single standin' next to you
You're incredible
So good to me
But I think I like who you used to be
Sneakin' out at night
Gettin' in screamin' fights
How I miss the frustrating old you
But, Mr. Perfect, you can call me crazy
I feel like something's missin'
Hey, Mr. Perfect
I miss the silly games
Talkin' on the phone
You're drivin' me insane.
Oh, Mr. Perfect
Where is the attitude?
Dancin' in the rain
It's a battle everyday.
So in love that you act crazy
Mr. Perfect
Alright, whatever
Mr. Perfect
Mr. Perfect
Mr. Perfect
Mr. Perfect
Hey, Mr. Perfect
I miss the silly games
Talkin' on the phone
You're drivin' me insane.
Oh, Mr. Perfect
Where is the attitude?
Dancin' in the rain
It's a battle everyday.
Oh Mr. Perfect (perfect)
Oh Mr. Perfect
Yeah Mr. Perfect
Mr. Perfect