Prototype by Fresh Oil and Chips

Lyrics by Robert Braathe, music and vocals by Brian Huff

I saw it on that ride to the station
Your face and mine in every nation
I know it now after the things I’ve been feeling
With what is there I don’t see any ceiling

You’re my prototype
You got that body type
And the brain yeah the brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood the mood that makes anyone good

You know the smile I want it within you
You see it in the face of the girls that I’m into
She could be your sister with her farm and her sass
But there’s no one like you who can charm with your class

You are my prototype you got that body type
And the brain yeah your brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood the mood that makes anyone good

You’re nerdy and you’re flirty with the way that you mingle
I like the way you smile and your eyes start to tingle
You bewitch me when others seem bitchy
And tattoo me when others see through me

You are my prototype
you got that body type
And the brain yeah your brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood yeah the mood that makes anyone good

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