What's your type?
I question I never understood
I've turned down
Perfectly eligable bachelors
I've taken up a second date
With unbelievable fools
They were all different
The fools lost strength
Over time and space
The bachelors kept coming around
But I kept my head
I have no type
Whether it's good or bad
I still just go with my gut

But then one day
Like a thunderstorm
From the blue
I heard the words
*She? She wants a man she can respect