My Type (SAINT WKND Remix) - Saint Motel

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My Type (SAINT WKND Remix) Lyrics

Oooooh ooh ooh
Take a look around the room
Love comes wearing disguises.
How to go about and choose?
Break it down by shapes and sizes.
I'm a man who's got very specific taste.

You-you-you're just my type
Oh, you got a pulse and you are breathing
You-you-you're just my type
Ooh, I think it's time that we get leaving
You-you-you're just my type
Oooooh ooh ooh

When there's loving in the air
Don't fight it, just keep breathing.
I can't help myself but stare
Double check for double meanings.
I'm a man who's got very specific taste.

You-you-you're just my type
Oh, you got a pulse and you are breathing
You-you-you're just my type
Ooh, i think its time that we get leaving
You-you-you're just my type
Oooh ooh.


Oooooh ooh ooh
You-you-you're just my type
Oh, you got a pulse and you are breathing
You-you-you're just my type
Ooh, I think it's time that we get leaving
You-you-you're just my type
Oooooh ooh ooh

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"Saint Motel makes chic and sprightly music with hints of ironic malevolence. On “Voyeur,” the group’s first full-length release, the guitars clang briskly while the vocals ascend from high tenor to outright falsetto. Sometimes, a sample, shout or horn-section riff will enter to bounce an already airborne song even higher.

The band members have a strong sense of style: The way singer-guitarist A/J Jackson and his cohorts inject Caribbean lilts, stomping beats and lounge-jazz licks into giddy power-pop suggests that they’ve carefully studied the Undertones’ brilliant 1981 album, “Positive Touch.” Saint Motel is wise to highlight its cunning arrangements and breathless execution."

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