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GUY.exe adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Ithacappella tarafından 18 Nisan 2020 tarihinde yayınlandıSolace - EP
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Çıkış Tarihi18 Nisan 2020
FirmaIthacappella
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM109

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ithacappella
Ithacappella
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mitch Grassi
Mitch Grassi
Songwriter
Scott Hoying
Scott Hoying
Songwriter
Zak Waters
Zak Waters
Songwriter

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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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