Kinda Guy

Zsela

And I met this girl

She got off in the back of the truck, I noticed
We get high on PCH, acid, I said I did
My hand on her leg in the church, God, I'm sorry
She laughs at the wrong thing, so I pause when it feels right

There you go rushing out again
You say it's not my fault, it's gon' be different
What a mess we made of what I said
And I'll go back to lying if you go back to bed

I'm not that kinda guy you been talkin' about
Keep talking, baby, till you figure me out
Well, I heard it's a curse to get everything you wanted
But it can't be true when it feels so good havin' you
I been round every morning like that sucker in the yard
If you fall down, baby, that's the weetest part

I'm not that kinda guy you been talkin' about
Keep talking, baby, till you figure me out
I'm not that kinda guy you been talkin' about
Keep talking, baby, till you figure me out
Keep talking, baby
Keep talking, baby

Help, I think they closed the road again, mmm-mmm
Look out, I don't know where we're goin'

I'm not that kinda guy you been talkin' about
Keep talking, baby, till you figure me out
I'm not that kinda guy you been talkin' about
Keep talking, baby, till you figure me out
I'm not that kinda guy you been talkin' about
Keep talking, baby, till you figure me out
I'm not that sucker in the yard You been talkin' about
Keep talking, baby, till you figure me out
Keep talking, baby
Keep talking, baby


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