Not His Type (Chicago House Remix)

Not his type Never likes me back Not his type Same old story, that's a fact I see a guy there on the train There goes that feeling once again I look his way, he passes by He never even meets my eye I don't need every guy I see Just one who feels the same for me Maybe he's straight, maybe he's gay Still it never goes my way He's my type, but I'm not his Same old story, that's how it is Every guy I like looks away Never likes me back anyway Not his type Never likes me back Not his type Same old story, that's a fact Another night, another view Still no new message coming through They check my page, then nothing more Same empty silence as before I used to write, I used to try Most times I got no reply Maybe he's straight, maybe he's gay Still it never goes my way He's my type, but I'm not his Same old story, that's how it is Every guy I like looks away Never likes me back anyway Not his type Never likes me back Not his type Same old story, that's a fact He's my type, but I'm not his Same old story, that's how it is Every guy I like looks away Never likes me back anyway Not his type Never likes me back Not his type Same old story, that's a fact Not his type Never likes me back Not his type Same old story, that's a fact Not