People Person Songtext
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People Person Songtext
Well, he′s got a big white smile
And the cotton shirt to match
He'll talk about the weather
On his digital watch
He forwards funny emails
Pics of a dog wearing a dress
Light bounces off his hair gel
He′s handsome I confess
They call him a people person
It's always the people person
My friends like a people person
Girls melt for the people person
Doors open for a people person
I wanna be a people person
New car with a people person
Married to a people person
Smile at a people person
No rest for the people person
Love all the people person
It's great for a people person
Come back to the people person
His parents share the same bed
Sleep right next to his
There′s a dog at his feet, all night
That never has to whiz
He understands technology
His camera is a phone
And when he goes to the movies
He never goes alone
Well, he′s got a big white smile
And the cotton shirt to match
He forwards funny emails
From his digital watch
He keeps me informed with the news
I don't have to ask
And when he has to take a sip
It′s from his embroidered flask
And the cotton shirt to match
He'll talk about the weather
On his digital watch
He forwards funny emails
Pics of a dog wearing a dress
Light bounces off his hair gel
He′s handsome I confess
They call him a people person
It's always the people person
My friends like a people person
Girls melt for the people person
Doors open for a people person
I wanna be a people person
New car with a people person
Married to a people person
Smile at a people person
No rest for the people person
Love all the people person
It's great for a people person
Come back to the people person
His parents share the same bed
Sleep right next to his
There′s a dog at his feet, all night
That never has to whiz
He understands technology
His camera is a phone
And when he goes to the movies
He never goes alone
Well, he′s got a big white smile
And the cotton shirt to match
He forwards funny emails
From his digital watch
He keeps me informed with the news
I don't have to ask
And when he has to take a sip
It′s from his embroidered flask
Writer(s): Bradley Fry, Matthew Kosloff, Sean Mcguinness, Randall Huth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com