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"That Guy" Text
"That Guy" har texter på norska språk.
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Lyrics:
Do you know what I find attractive
Guys who remember my name
I get it, you love a reaction
think everything mainstream is so lame
You order champagne bottles you can’t afford
You used to love LA but not anymore
I try to get a word in, but I get ignored
Yeah, here we go
I’m like oh shit
You’re that guy
Talking ‘bout yourself all night
I just know it
You’re that guy
You think you’re really worth my time
Who you tryna be?
Baby honestly
Don’t you think I know your type
I’m like oh shit
You’re that guy
Talking ‘bout yourself all night
Obviously you’re compensating
God, is it really that small?
Did your parents not give you attention?
No drawings up on the wall
So you order you order champagne bottles you can’t afford
You used to love LA but not anymore
I try to get a word in, but I get ignored
Yeah here we go
I’m like oh shit
You’re that guy
Talking ‘bout yourself all night
I just know it
You’re that guy
You think you’re really worth my time
Who you tryna be?
Baby honestly
Don’t you think I know your type
I’m like oh shit
You’re that guy
Talking ‘bout yourself all night
Oh shit
Say you don’t want me to get hurt
I’m like oh shit
Say I’m not like the other girls
I’m like no shit
Say you don’t want me to get hurt
I’m like bullshit
Bullshit
You don't even know it
You're that guy
Talking ‘bout yourself all night
But i know it
You're that guy
You think you’re really worth my time
Who you tryna be?
Baby honestly
Don’t you think I know your type
I’m like oh shit
You’re that guy
Talking ‘bout yourself all night