My Kind of Man
The kind of man I want,
Will love me to the death.
He'll be the first to say I'm sorry,
Even though it's all my fault.
Notice my problems at first glance,
Care about me because I'm nice,
Not beautiful.
Run to me when I'm sad,
Care that he's my man and I'm his wife.
Laugh at his mistakes,
And our stupid fights.
Be willing to tough out the problems of life with me by his side,
March off to war just to make me happy.
Lasso the monn to make me laugh.
Love me true and blue,
Thats the kind of man I want.
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