She's got tangled hair and cigarettes
Cursing like a sailor on the ocean in her eyes
But she's not my type at all
Five star dinner with a t-shirt on
Laughing too loud and a bit too long
And I think she's not my type at all
She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven
No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
She's got a plastic ring on her left hand from her boyfriend
And a chip on her shoulder from her mom
And she's not my type at all
It's all so right
It's all so wrong
Probably be gone by the end of this song
And she's not my type at all
She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven
No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
No she's not, no she's not, no she's not
No she's not my type at all
I am something else
When she says my name
Heaven bound, I lose myself
But she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
She's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingers
She's got pieces, wrapped around her fingertips
Started slow but moving quickly to her heaven, heaven
No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
No she's not my type at all
She's got tangled hair and cigarettesCursing like a sailor on the ocean in her eyesBut she's not my type at allFive star dinner with a t-shirt onLaughing too loud and a bit too longAnd I think she's not my type at allShe's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingertipsStarted slow but moving quickly to her heavenNo she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at allShe's got a plastic ring on her left hand from her boyfriendAnd a chip on her shoulder from her momAnd she's not my type at allIt's all so rightIt's all so wrongProbably be gone by the end of this songAnd she's not my type at allShe's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingertipsStarted slow but moving quickly to her heavenNo she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at allNo she's not, no she's not, no she's notNo she's not my type at allI am something elseWhen she says my nameHeaven bound, I lose myselfBut she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at allShe's got pieces of me, wrapped around her fingersShe's got pieces, wrapped around her fingertipsStarted slow but moving quickly to her heaven, heavenNo she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at all
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