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[Emeli Sande] Well, I guess what they say is true I could never be the right type of girl for you I could never be your woman I could never be your woman I could never be your woman You, out, every night, I'm in the spotlight With another girl knowing that it's not right Ain't gonna work, stop trying Had enough this time, you're not lying Though you're feeling the pain but you're not crying Can't take me, I'm on another page Where the babes wanna take me home I was out all night, didn't make it home That's more lying Pull up in the Aston, get out the car Quick jump the queue, no hiding Flash, flash Letting everybody know I got cash Show her burps when dining Eight diamond rings, they're all shining Bare designers, plus I'm designing Block everybody out when I'm writing I'm on a hype thing Songtexte [Emeli Sande] Well, I guess what they say is true I could never be the right type of girl for you I could never be your woman I could never be your woman I could never be your woman Leave the country no warning Club swimming, women swarming See a thing, get talking Get acquainted, start walking That's when I start promising the world Even though I got a woman at home, that's past talking I don't wanna get past talking I got a yard but let's go to your crib Air freshener, wild orchid What would he get if she caught him? He would get a punch in the face like Norbit Turn around, ignore him Look away like you never saw him To hold me down might be awkward Sighted with another women in Shorditch My house, I pay the mortgage [Emeli Sande] Well, I guess what they say is true I could never be the right type of girl for you I could never be your woman I could never be your woman I could never be your woman (x2) Aus Songtexte Mania