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GUY.exe
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Vocal Pop
GUY.exe foi lançado em 18 de abril de 2020 por Ithacappella como parte do álbum Solace - EP
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Data de lançamento18 de abril de 2020
SeloIthacappella
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM109

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Ithacappella
Ithacappella
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Mitch Grassi
Mitch Grassi
Composição
Scott Hoying
Scott Hoying
Composição
Zak Waters
Zak Waters
Composição

Letra

Expectations are too high
You'll never find a guy like that
He's driving you mad
Wish I could synthesize
A picture perfect guy
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?
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, that's right, that's right
Ooh, 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, that's right, that's right
Ooh, 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've been searching high and low
For a man who's just right
For a man who'll treat me mighty fine
So come on, baby, show me what you got (a picture perfect guy)
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, that's right, that's right
Ooh, 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
Written by: Mitch Grassi, Scott Hoying, Zak Waters
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