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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
David Appelbaum
David Appelbaum
Claviers
Matt Sokoler
Matt Sokoler
Basse
Mitch Grassi
Mitch Grassi
Chant
Scott Hoying
Scott Hoying
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mitch Grassi
Mitch Grassi
Paroles/Composition
Scott Hoying
Scott Hoying
Paroles/Composition
Zak Waters
Zak Waters
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Miles Walker
Miles Walker
Ingénierie de mixage
Ryan Jumper
Ryan Jumper
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Pretty Sister
Pretty Sister
Production

Paroles

Wish I could synthesize A picture perfect guy Oh, I, oh, I Where all the boys at with emotional stability? Nice car, a CEO, and almost just as smart as me Where all the boys at with financial security? A doctor, a model, a man of possibilities They say, "Expectations are too high And you'll never find a guy like that" It's driving you mad, honey They say, "That it's just a waste of time Get your head out of the sky", but why? (Here we go) Oh, I, wish I could synthesize A picture perfect guy, oh, I, oh, I Six feet tall and super strong We'd always get along, alright, alright Oh, he'd pick me up at eight, and not a minute late 'Cause I don't like to wait, no Kind and ain't afraid to cry, or treat his momma right That's right, that's what I like I need a man who don't get jealous 'less I want him to A gentleman to take care of me in the bedroom Romantic love but keep it rough Am I asking too much? They say, "Expectations are too high And you'll never find a guy like that" It's driving you mad, honey They say, "That it's just a waste of time Get your head out of the sky", but why? Oh, I, wish I could synthesize A picture perfect guy, oh, I, oh, I Six feet tall and super strong We'd always get along, alright, alright (alright, oh, no, no) Oh, he'd pick me up at eight, and not a minute late (no) 'Cause I don't like to wait, no Kind and ain't afraid to cry, or treat his momma right That's right, that's what I like I've been looking high and low For a man who's just right (ha-ha) And treats me mighty fine So come on, baby, show me what you got Oh, I, wish I could synthesize A picture perfect guy, oh, I, oh, I (oh, no) Six feet tall and super strong (hey) We'd always get along, alright, alright, alright Oh, he'd pick me up at eight (hey), and not a minute late (oh, no) 'Cause I don't like to wait, no Kind and ain't afraid to cry (ain't afraid to cry), or treat his momma right That's right, that's right, that's what, that's what I like
Writer(s): Scott Hoying, Mitchell Grassi, Zak Waters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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