You Can Be You - Saint Motel

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You Can Be You Lyrics

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


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


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

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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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