The Marrying Kind - Jessica Andrews

Sittin' in a Key West bar, here I am…

There they are, hangin' from the rafters,

Like monkeys.

Watch 'em gather 'round, it’s a primal sound…

«Can I buy you another round or get your number?»

Check, please.

They try to touch my heart but they move way too fast

Just another night of foreplay in a shot glass.

Where do I find the marryin' kind?

The kind of guy who’ll settle down,

Who ain’t afraid to be tied down.

And he loves his mother.

Where do I find the marryin' kind?

Whoa oh, whoa oh.

Whoa oh, whoa oh.

The lawyer with the crooked tie;

College boys with hungry eyes lookin' for the next notch

On their bedpost.

The doctor from Baltimore;

kinda cute…

Twice divorced, tryin' to score,

But me, I want somethin' more.

Well, I don’t want to be the last to leave the party.

Well, I wanna know is it me?

Oh where is he?

Where do I find the marryin' kind?

The kind of guy who’ll settle down,

Who ain’t afraid to be tied down.

And he loves his mother.

Where do I find the marryin' kind?

Oh

Whoa, whoa oh.

Classifieds, date lines… safer sex online.

My biological clock’s playin' with my life.

Average Joes, reality shows.

I don’t know.

Just when I think I’ve found the man of my dreams,

I realize, he’s only in my dreams.

Where do I find the marryin' kind?

Oh, the kind of guy who’ll settle down,

Who ain’t afraid to be tied down.

And he loves his mother.

Where do I find…

Where do I find the marryin' kind?

Oh, whoa.

Oh, whoa.

Sittin' in a Key West bar, here I am…

There they are, hangin' from the rafters,

Like monkeys.