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My Kind Of Guy

Kaiser Chiefs

1. Well it starts as a joke
   Like a stick in your spokes
   Or removing the bolt of the brakes
   
   Then the bicycle flips
   Crushing ribs smashing hips
   And he broke every bone in his face

   
2. Then you're out of control
   And you can't fill the hole
   That was left by the thrill of the chase
   
   You're a right piece of work
   All the flakes go berserk
   Have you forgotten how good they taste

R: You're my kind of guy
   Cos I like your style
   And you sound as horrible as me
   And I don't mind if you're unkind
   You're reminding me of me

3. As the bicycle race
   Gathers speed, gathers pace
   And you feel that you're going too fast
   
   There's a word to the wise
   You should take some advice
   Cos the nice guys always finish last

R: You're my kind of guy... (2x)

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