My Type

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I got a type for my perfect man but I'm not like other girls when it comes to my standards Like height, or money, or a job with esteem Oh they don't matter when it comes to the man of my dreams He's gotta be well dressed in a suit and a tie And a pair of nice spectacles that bring out his eyes And yes I gotta confess that I'm kinda into skinny men Skinny little chicken legs, literal chicken legs [Chorus] He's Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Who's that, south of Colorado So agraciado No one but Gustavo Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos [Verse 2] His chicken's so much better than Kentucky fried He's looking so prim and proper when adjusting his tie He owns an upstanding business and he runs it with pride Yeah he's a bonafide zaddy and I think he likes guys Whatever-ever that's just how I like it A tiny bit of fruitiness is never a minus With a charismatic presence and a rational mind And a symmetrical face that's balanced on both sides [Chorus] He's Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Who's that, meth aficionado So inesperado No one but Gustavo Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos [Verse 3] Yes he does have a lot of cash (Why's that) He makes drugs in an awesome lab (That's rad!) Yeah he has killed a couple of guys (Why) Keep'em all in line, justified in my eyes (That's right) My type's got a secret to hide, always quiet on the surface But he's got a dark side (So fine) My type, yeah he's never boring When he's sweet like Seymour and a sicko like Orin (Go!) [Chorus] He's Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Who's that, calm with no bravado Modern desperado No one but Gustavo Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos [Bridge] Hey Popeyes, better move over Here comes the king of the fast food owners He's such a nice boss, pays employees well And he's a stone cold killer who wasted the cartel AYYYY! Hey Chik fil A, better make way He's the king of Albuquerque and he's fucking gay And he spends his off days taking care of the elderly Visiting his friend at the nursing home every week [Outro] My type is kinda problematic Hyper-enigmatic Quite melodramatic My type is kinda problematic Highly charismatic Violently erratic Who's that, south of Colorado So agraciado No one but Gustavo Gus Fring of Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos Los Pollos Hermanos