Bif Naked - Regular Guy Lyrics
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Regular Guy
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What Are The Lyrics For Regular Guy By Bif Naked?
Let me tell ya about the kinda guys that like me:
They're in jail. Either that, or they are slumming Or walking on the wild side. I guess you could say I'm just like Jody Watley, "Looking for a new love." I don't think I'm asking for much in a boyfriend Here's what I want: I'm just looking for A four-eyes-really-square regular guy, Just like you. Wouldn't it be cool? Couldn't it be you? Wouldn't it be cool? Couldn't it be you? I'm just looking for A four-eyes-really-square regular guy, Just like you. Wouldn't it be cool? Couldn't it be you? Wouldn't it be cool? Couldn't it be you? Please, be you! c'mon Let me tell ya about the kina guy I look for: Ticklish. And, he likes cherry Popsicle. He likes sno-cones. He rides BMX. I want a boy who can lie in bed all day with me, Holding hands. I don't think I'm asking for much in a boyfriend. Here's what I want: I'm just looking for A four-eyes-really-square regular guy, Just like you. Wouldn't it be cool? Couldn't it be you? Wouldn't it be cool? Couldn't it be you? I'm just looking for A four-eyes-really-square regular guy, Just like you. Wouldn't it be cool? Couldn't it be you? Wouldn't it be cool? Couldn't it be you? Please, be you! |
Who Wrote Regular Guy By Bif Naked?
Beth Nicole Hopkins, Peter Karroll
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What's The Duration Of The Regular Guy By Bif Naked?The duration of Regular Guy is 3:15 minutes and seconds. |
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