You're Not My Kind

Story Behind The Song

Hormones can be so cruel. Have you ever wanted someone so bad you could taste it… even though they didn't really want you? You know her, that girl that everybody wants at the office, the waitress who's friendly to everybody. There's no accounting fo

Song Description

You're Not My Kind is a fun little British Pop song, complete with a familiar guitar riff intro and a catchy melody. A true toe-tapper with attitude. If you have ever had a crush on a girl at the office, you will relte to this song.

Song Length 4:45 Genre Pop - Classic
Tempo Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood Charming, Gracious Subject Attracted, Crush, Unrequited Love
Similar Artists The Monkees, Barenaked Ladies Language English
Era 1960 - 1969

Lyrics

YOU'RE NOT MY KIND
Music and Lyrics by Rob Oswin

I'm all dolled up, I'm feeling grand
Yes its true and here she comes again.
It looks like Monday morning's shaping up!

I told my story of weekend glory,
That felt like seven days of solitaire…
She laughed and told me of her weekend that wasn't long enough… Yeah!

AND EVERY TIME I DRAW A LITTLE BIT CLOSER,
SHE CLOSES HER DOOR AND POLITELY SAYS NO SIR.
BUT THANK-YOU VERY MUCH, I'M HONORED,
YET I MUST GRACIOUSLY DECLINE.
YOU SEE MY DEAR, SHE WHISPERS IN MY EAR,
YOU'RE NOT MY KIND.

Now its the coffee machine, we're hanging around,
She said she might want to talk once I settle down.
She stirs me like she stirs her coffee.

I swallowed my pride and took her advice,
I stayed out of beds I wouldn't lay in twice.
And still I'm lonesome for her company... Yeah!

AND EVERY TIME I DRAW A LITTLE BIT CLOSER,
SHE CLOSES HER DOOR AND POLITELY SAYS NO SIR.
BUT THANK-YOU VERY MUCH, I'M HONORED,
YET I MUST GRACIOUSLY DECLINE.
YOU SEE MY DEAR, SHE WHISPERS IN MY EAR,
YOU'RE NOT MY KIND.

SO WHAT SHE'S TELLING ME IS...
HER KIND OF MAN IS THE KIND WHO WON'T
SAY GOODNIGHT TO THE LADIES WHEN ITS TIME TO GO HOME.
HER KIND OF MAN WON'T LOVE HER FOREVER!!!
SO WHAT SHE'S TELLING ME IS...
HER KIND OF MAN WON'T RESPECT HER,
TRUST HER WITH TRUTH AND PROTECT HER.
HER KIND OF MAN ONLY LOVES HER TILL THE SUN COMES UP!! YEAH!

I'm all messed up, I'm feeling blue,
But I'm a gambling man with nothing leR to lose.
I can't help myself.

That's when I, got down on my knee, and held up the ring,
And started singin" the song like only I could sing{
And still she played me like a fiddle... Oh Yeah{{

AND EVERY TIME I DRAW A LITTLE BIT CLOSER,
SHE CLOSES HER DOOR AND POLITELY SAYS NO SIR.
BUT THANK-YOU VERY MUCH, I'M HONORED,
YET I MUST GRACIOUSLY DECLINE.
YOU SEE MY DEAR, SHE WHISPERS IN MY EAR,
YOU'RE NOT MY KIND.

© 2003 Rob Oswin (aka RAW Boswin)
Contact Rob Oswin at 403-289-8532 or email Rob@RobOswin.com

Lyrics Rob Oswin Music Rob Oswin
Producer Danny Patton Publisher Rob Oswin
Performance Rob Oswin - Acoustic, Electric guitars Vocals and Bass / Walter Marx - Drums* / Danny Patton - Piano and Lead Guitar / Ron Casat - Piano Label LittleDitty.com Inc.
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