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I don't have a leather jacket, I'm a hopeless romantic And I don't have a single tattoo I don't ride a motorcycle, one hand on the Bible I swear to you I'm not that cool Your exes only hurt you, no They didn't deserve you, no You'd be safe in my hands If you gave me a chance 'Cause I'd pick up the light, be there in five With the takeout you like Ask where I've been, already then Got nothing to hide I forget all the love, baby, all about the chats And I won't make the same mistake twice Oh, maybe it's time to give the good guy a try Oh, the good guy a try One, two, one, two, three Never been in a fist fight, I'm more of the talk type But, babe, I can listen too I've never been arrested, but I would be questioned 'Bout my intentions with you I don't mean to criticize your approach Letras de cancionesBut it might be time to let the douchebags go 'Cause your exes only hurt you, no They didn't deserve you, no You'd be safe in my hands If you gave me a chance 'Cause I'd pick up the light, be there in five With the takeout you like Ask where I've been, already then Got nothing to hide I forget all the love, baby, all about the chats And I won't make the same mistake twice Oh, maybe it's time to give the good guy a try (Ah, a try, ah) Oh, yeah, yeah To give the good guy a try (Ah, a try, ah) Oh, to give the good guy a try (Ah, a try, ah) Oh, yeah, yeah From Letras Mania