Jacob Whitesides - Not My Type At All Lyrics
She's got tangled and cigarettesCursing like a sailor on the ocean in her eyesBut she's not my type at allFive estar dinner with at-shirt onLaughing too loud and a bit too longAnd IThink she's not my type at allShe's got pieces of me wrapped around her fingertipsStarted slow but moving quickly to her heavenNo she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at allShe's got a plastic ring on her left hand from her boyfriendAnd a chip on her shoulder from her momAnd she's not my type at allIt's all so right, it's all so wrongProbably be gone by the end of this songCause she's not my type at allShe's got pieces of me wrapped around her fingertipsStarted slow but moving quickly to her heavenCause she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at allNo she's not, no she's not, no she's notNo she's not my type at allI am something elseWhen she says my nameHeaven boundI lose myselfBut she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at allShe's got pieces of me wrapped around her fingerShe's got pieces of me wrapped around her fingertipsStarted slow but moving quickly to her heavenHeavenNo she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at allNo she's not my type at all
