New Edition - You're Not My Kind of Girl Lyrics

(Sorry)
Ooh, girl (Yeah)
(Sorry)
Ooh...yeah, yeah, yeah...

Oh, girl, I know that you’re attracted to me
And I should feel the same about you
But there’s something wrong, I don’t know what it is
That keeps us from becoming a two

It’s not your looks (You’re very pretty)
It’s not your style (The way you dress is, oh, so fresh)
It’s not the way that you carry yourself

Oh, girl I’m (Sorry)
You’re not my (Kind of girl)
‘Cause you’re the kind of girl
That a man’s dreams are made of

Oh, girl I’m (Sorry)
You’re not my (Kind of girl)
‘Cause you’re the kind of girl
That a man would be proud to call his own

Girl, you’re so pretty
I wouldn’t change a thing about you
But I’ve been in love before so I know how it feels
The chemistry just isn’t there

It’s not your looks (You’re very pretty)
It’s not your style (The way you dress is, oh, so fresh)
It’s not the way that you carry yourself

Oh, girl, I’m (Sorry)
You’re not my (Kind of girl)
‘Cause you’re the kind of girl
That a man’s dreams are made of (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, girl, I’m (Sorry) (So sorry)
You’re not my (Kind of girl)
‘Cause you’re the kind of girl
That a man would be proud to call his own (Oh, woo)

(Sorry)
You’re not my (Kind of girl)
‘Cause you’re the kind of girl
That a man’s dreams are made of

Oh, girl, I’m (Sorry) (So sorry)
You’re not my (Kind of girl)
‘Cause you’re the kind of girl
That a man would be proud to call his own

Man, I don’t know what’s wrong with that brother
You know what I’m sayin’, Mike
On the serious tip I think the girl is pretty fly
You too, Ron
Yeah, I think he’s just buggin’, man
Yo’, if I had it I know what I’d with it
But if you had it, what would you do with it

(Oh, girl, I’m sorry) I’m not tryin’ to put you down
(Kind of girl) Woo, but you’re just not that girl
(Oh, girl, I’m sorry) Even though you’re not my kind
(Kind of girl) You’re still so fine

(Oh, girl, I’m sorry) (I’m sorry)
You’re not my (Kind of girl)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(You’re so pretty)

(Oh, girl, I’m sorry) (I wish you were mine)
You’re not my (Kind of girl)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (You’re the kind of girl a man would be proud)

(Oh, girl, I’m sorry) (To call his own)
(Kind of girl) (Sorry, ooh)
(Oh, girl, I’m sorry) (You’re not my)
(Kind of girl) (You’re not my)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (You’re not my, you’re not my, you’re not my kind)

(Oh, girl, I’m sorry) (Whoa, no)
(Kind of girl) (You’re not my, you’re not my)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (You’re not my, you’re not, you’re not my kind)

(Sorry) (I’m sorry, girl)
(Kind of girl)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh