• You know the kind that draws you in;
    A laugh, a smile, flirtatious grin.
    They make you feel like you’re walking on air.

    But when they cut the rope, it hurts the most,
    To know that they liked you most,
    But only for a little while.
    And you just smile.

    Maybe this one’s different;
    He’s got honesty in his eyes.
    But then again,
    That’s what I said last time.

    I must attract a certain kind of man;
    The kind that I will never understand,
    Because it always ends the same,
    Just like a game.
    I always lose,
    To that certain kind of man.

    They tell you that they love you,
    And make you think that it’s true.
    But they never quite make it feel just right,
    Like they’re afraid to tie the knot.

    It’s always the same old story;
    “I have another girl – I’m so sorry,”
    But what am I supposed to do;
    I can’t just say I forgot.

    Maybe he’s the right one,
    He says “I love you” just right.
    But then again,
    He tends to pick a fight.

    I must attract a certain kind of man;
    The kind that I will never understand,
    Because it always ends the same,
    Just like a game.
    I always lose,
    To that certain kind of man

    He’s brilliant, he’s perfect,
    He’s totally worth it.
    He makes my heart skip a beat.
    He’s awful, he’s tragic,
    Painfully pathetic.
    How could I picture him with me?

    Hope I’m not the problem,
    If there’s one, he should solve ‘em.
    Is that so much to ask?
    No, I’m not demanding,
    Just have trouble understanding,
    Why I always fall for the same kind of men.

    But now I’m alone,
    Sitting by the phone,
    Waiting,
    Just waiting,
    For that certain kind of man…

    I must attract a certain kind of man;
    The kind that I will never understand,
    Because it always ends the same,
    Just like a game.

    I must attract a certain kind of man;
    The kind that I will never understand,
    Because it always ends the same,
    Just like a game.
    I always lose,
    To that certain kind of man

    Please, I want a change.
    A different kind of man.
    Please, that’d be great.
    A different kind of man.
    Please, no more boys.
    I want a man.
    I want a man.
    A different kind of man.