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In the realm of pop music, we often find ourselves wading through the waters of love and heartbreak. This catchy tune is no different, yet it adds a delightful twist. The song cleverly explores the modern struggle of finding an ideal mate, with a list of high… Read more

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GUY.exe Lyrics

Wish I could synthesize
A picture perfect guy
Oh I, oh I

Where all the boys at with emotional stability?
Nice car, a CEO, and almost just as smart as me
Where all the boys at with financial security?
A doctor, a model, a man of possibilities

They say
Expectations are too high
And you'll never find a guy like that
It's driving you mad, honey
They say
That its just a waste of time
Get your head out of the sky
But why?
Here we go

Oh I, wish I could synthesize
A picture perfect guy
Oh I, oh I
Six feet tall and super strong
We'd always get along
Alright, alright

Ooh, he'd pick me up at eight
And not a minute late
'Cause I don't like to wait, no
Kind and ain't afraid to cry
Or treat his mama right
That's right, that's what I like

I need a man who don't get jealous 'less I want him to
A gentleman to take care of me in the bedroom
Romantic love but keep it rough
Am I asking too much?

They say
Expectations are too high
And you'll never find a guy like that
It's driving you mad, honey
They say
That its just a waste of time
Get your head out of the sky
But why?

Oh I, wish I could synthesize
A picture perfect guy
Oh I, oh I
Six feet tall and super strong
We'd always get along
Alright, alright (alright, oh no no)

Ooh, he'd pick me up at eight
And not a minute late (no)
'Cause I don't like to wait, no
Kind and ain't afraid to cry
Or treat his mama right
That's right, that's what I like

I've been looking high and low
For a man who's just right
And treats me mighty fine
So come on, baby
Show me what you got

Oh I, wish I could synthesize
A picture perfect guy
Oh I, oh I (hey)
Six feet tall and super strong (hey)
We'd always get along
Alright, alright (alright)

Ooh, he'd pick me up at eight
And not a minute late (no)
'Cause I don't like to wait, no
Kind and ain't afraid to cry (ain't afraid to cry
Or treat his mama right (that's right)
That's right (that's right)
That's what I like (that's what I like)

Writer(s): Mitchell Grassi, Scott Hoying, Zak Waters
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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What is the Meaning of GUY.exe?

In the realm of pop music, we often find ourselves wading through the waters of love and heartbreak. This catchy tune is no different, yet it adds a delightful twist. The song cleverly explores the modern struggle of finding an ideal mate, with a list of high standards that are almost impossible to meet. It's a playful critique on society's unrealistic expectations for partners - emotional stability, financial security, punctuality, kindness, physical strength - the list goes on! But amidst all the humor and wit, there lies an undercurrent of truth; aren't we all just trying to synthesize our picture-perfect match? So while you're bobbing your head to this infectious beat, remember: it's okay to have standards but let's keep them real!

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