I'm not stupid
I know what type of guy is wrong or right
But when I look at him
All those notions take flight
Something about his voice
And the way that he talks
All cocky and arrogant
The same as his walk
Just looking at him
A sigh escapes me
So tough, truly bad
But his type stays free
I could tell from the start
He will never be THE ONE
But why pass this up...
It’s just a little fun

