Not My Type
Digging my way down to heaven
Gin or tonic, sipped on it
Watching her jive like a sandstorm
Subtropic, hypnotic
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
We dance to the sounds of the 90s
Iconic, symphonic
All of the lights seem to shower her
You have to see it to believe it
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I drive my car into her house
Just so she will notice me and tell me to get out
I swear it was worth it just to see her move her mouth, oh
Yeah I'll show you if you let me out
Digging my way down to heaven
Lost in motion, devotion
Embarrass the world that surrounds her
She knows it, she knows it
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I light a fire in her house
Just so she will speak to me and ask to put it out
I swear it was worth it just to see her move her mouth, oh
Yeah I'll show you if you let me out
Damage me girl, please believe me
I want it, I need it
Shatter this world fore you leave it
So I'm sorry, I'm bleeding
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
Gin or tonic, sipped on it
Watching her jive like a sandstorm
Subtropic, hypnotic
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
We dance to the sounds of the 90s
Iconic, symphonic
All of the lights seem to shower her
You have to see it to believe it
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I drive my car into her house
Just so she will notice me and tell me to get out
I swear it was worth it just to see her move her mouth, oh
Yeah I'll show you if you let me out
Digging my way down to heaven
Lost in motion, devotion
Embarrass the world that surrounds her
She knows it, she knows it
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I light a fire in her house
Just so she will speak to me and ask to put it out
I swear it was worth it just to see her move her mouth, oh
Yeah I'll show you if you let me out
Damage me girl, please believe me
I want it, I need it
Shatter this world fore you leave it
So I'm sorry, I'm bleeding
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
I'm lucky she's not my type, she's not my type, she's not my type
Credits
Writer(s): Owen Bartholomew Robin Thomas
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