paroles de chanson My Type - Jen Miller

You can climb her, be a mountain top.
I'll take you higher, if you lift me up.
Brace for her holiness,
What's underneath?
You know it's the pretty girls who got the skinned knees
Got the skinned knees
Got the skinned knees
Got the skinned knees
I won't apologize for doing what I like.
I can't help that she,
She is my type.
I won't apologize for doing what I like.
I can't just can't help that she,
She is my type.
She is my type.
She is my type.
She is my type.
Oh ooh
She will make you, take you, straight up
Make you wild, if you lift it up
She got a poison
Tastes so good to me
Ya know it's the pretty girls
Who got the skinned knees
She got the skinned knees (oooh)
She got the skinned knees (wooh ooh)
She got the skinned knees (oooh)
Oh, woah.
I won't apologize for doing what I like.
I can't help that she,
She is my type.
I won't apologize for doing what I like.
I just can't help that she,
She is my type.
Jump on it, let's do it, ride it, my pony.
My saddle's waiting, waiting, waiting.
Jump on it, let's do it, ride it, my pony.
I won't apologize for doing what I like
I can't help that she,
She is my type.
I won't apologize for doing what I like,
I just can't help that she,
She is my type.