Kind Of Guy

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