| Well I saw this girl walking down the street today
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| She had long black and it was all wet with the rain
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| And she was smoking, smoking a cigarette
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| Well I saw this girl walking down the street today
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| She had long black and it was all wet with the rain
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| And she was smoking, smoking a cigarette
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| And her face looked sad and she was crying a whole bunch of tears
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| And I said I don’t wanna be the kind of guy that you take home at night
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| No, no, no
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| And I saw this girl riding on the subway train
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| She had long brown hair and she was reading a magazine
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| And I said, «Do you wanna come up here and dance the night away?»
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| And she said yeah but when we got there she didn’t know how to move her feet
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| And I said I don’t wanna be the kind of guy that you take home at night
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| No, no, no
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| Yeah I wanna be the kind of guy that makes you feel so good inside
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| Yeah I wanna be the kind of guy that makes you feel so beautiful inside
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| Alright
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| So I met this girl at the bar late last night
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| She long red hair and was drinking a glass of wine
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| And I asked her her name and she looked she looked right into my eyes
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| And she poured that wine on my head like I was some kind of crazy fool
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| And I said I don’t wanna be the kind of guy that you take home at night
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| No no no
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| Yeah I wanna be the kind of guy that makes you feel so good inside
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| Yeah I wanna be the kind of guy that makes you feel so beautiful inside
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| And, no, I don’t wanna be the kind of guy that you take home at night
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| No, I don’t wanna be the kind of guy that you take home at night
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| No, no, no |