Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GUY.exe, artist - Superfruit. Date of issue: 14.09.2017
Song language: English
GUY.exe |
| 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 its just a waste of time |
| Get your head out of the sky |
| But why? |
| (Here we go) |
| 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 |
| Alright, alright |
| Oh, 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 its 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 |
| Alright, alright |
| Oh, 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 looking high and low |
| For a man who’s just right |
| And treats me mighty fine |
| So come on baby |
| Show me what you got |
| 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 |
| Alright, alright |
| Oh, 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 |