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I know that your old boy used to deal drugs,
The baby's daddy is one of the jobless thugs,
Most men thought of themselves and satisfaction,
Because all they really wanted was some action.

You fulfilled all needs and felt you were received,
But in reality, they left you feeling so deceived;
What bothers me is how they say they love you,
When they're with another girl and don't think of you.

Baby, I am a different kind of man...
Here to comfort, caress, please,
And love you in the best ways I can.

Baby, I am a different kind of guy...
Here to cherish, honor, and appease,
And embrace you until the day I die.

I know that you might have heard this before,
Words similiar to mine but you could not ignore;
What makes me so rare is that I see how strong
You must have been through all of this all along.

You are beautiful and there is no denying this,
But I must say they know what they must miss;
I am the one to bring you finer things of life,
If you believe in what I say, come with me tonight.

Baby, I am a different kind of male,
Here to spoil, hold, heal,
And touch you 'cause no kiss and tell.

Baby, I am a different kind of man,
Here to satisfy, pull, feel,
And keep you with as long as I can.

Baby, I am a different kind of...
Man that loves to please,
Man that comes easy to find,
Man that makes pain eased.

Baby, I am a different kind of...
Man that shows you better days,
Man that shares his time,
Man that loves in so many ways.

Baby I am a different kind of...
Man that stays through the night,
Man that likes to be kind,
Man that treats the ladies right.

Baby, I am a different kind of...
I am a different of
A different of
Different of

...Man.