He was thinking tonight
He ain't the kind of boy
She used to chase, alright
If you had a bit of luck
No need to think, I'm loving
Ooh
You'd rather be alone all night yeah
He ain't the kind of face
I was thinking tonight
He ain't the kind of boy
She used to chase, alright
If you had a bit of luck
Or maybe, this is right
No need to think,
I'm loving what she's wearing tonight
Ooh
You'd rather be alone all night yeah
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