My Type - Saint Motel, Kant

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh

Take a look around the room

Love comes wearing disguises

How to go about and choose?

Break it down by shapes and sizes

I’m a man who’s got very specific taste

You-you-you're just my type

Oh, you got a pulse and you are breathing

You-you-you're just my type

Ooh, I think it’s time that we get leaving

You-you-you're just my type

When there’s loving in the air

Don’t fight it, just keep breathing

I can’t help myself but stare

Double check for double meanings

I’m a man who’s got very specific taste

You-you-you're just my type

Oh, you got a pulse and you are breathing

You-you-you're just my type

Ooh, I think it’s time that we get leaving

You-you-you're just my type

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh

La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da dah

La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da da-da

La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da dah

La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da-da

La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da da-da

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh

You-you-you're just my type

Oh, you got a pulse and you are breathing

You-you-you're just my type

Ooh, I think it’s time that we get leaving

You-you-you're just my type