Sunday, August 17, 2008

You're Not My Type At All

I walk in through the gates
And in the corner of my eye
I spot the full-on beauty that makes me feel alive
You're the reason I'm at this party, love
Why else would I be here?
I'm not the drinking-type
But you are, aren't you, my dear?

You're a model with a smoking habit
But I don't care
'Cause I long to taste those luscious lips
And run my fingers through your hair
But don't get me wrong
I'm not pure lust
It's just, It's just, It's ju-u-u-ust...

I find you to be one-of-a-kind.
Smoke away, drink away, I don't mind
You're not my type at all
But I can put that all behind
For one ni-i-i-i-ght
For one night

You light up a cig during our conversation
And you go on and on and on
As if I'm actually listenin'
Here I am lost in your eyes
Emerald are they?
Well what a pleasant surprise
'Cause so are mine

I'm kidding, love, please sit down
I heard every word you said
Even with this loudness all around
Let's move to a spot all our own
A place where I can hear ya
And we can be alo-o-o-one

I find you to be one-of-a-kind.
Smoke away, drink away, I don't mind
You're not my type at all
But I can put that all behind
For one ni-i-i-i-ght
For one night

There's more to you, in't there?
Than just your good looks
You're a bonafide reader
Who digs her nose in books
So you've got the total package then
The beauty and the brains
That's the ticket it is
You've set my heart in fla-a-a-ames