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The Tibbs
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My Type
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.
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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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