Amy Hef - Creepin' Me Out lyrics

Oh no! He's looking at me Mr. Juice monkey, tatted out Just another wannabe Got that look on is his face Spot it a mile away He's got to get in get on get off And get back to the chase Now he's asking me for my number CHORUS You're the kind of guy that could make me like girls You're the kind of guy I'll never put in my phone So quit asking for my number You're creepin me out, you're creepin me out No I don't wanna dance And I can buy my own drink If you're a big deal, a big man Then why you such a little dink? Quit asking me for my number CHORUS You're the kind of guy that could make me like girls You're the kind of guy makes me wish I stayed home You're the kind of guy makes me wish I wore more clothes You're the kind of guy I'll never put in my phone So quit asking for my number Na na na na....X2 You better go hit the bricks 'cause I just might Lose my heels, hold my rings I'm not playing nice Do you really want to take this outside Don't think I won't kick your a** in a fist fight CHORUS You're the kind of guy that could make me like girls You're the kind of guy that could make me like girls You're the kind of guy makes me wish I stayed home You're the kind of guy makes me wish I wore more clothes You're the kind of guy I'll never put in my phone So quit asking for my number