Letras: Vince Gill. My Kind Of Woman/My Kind Of Man.

You don't need diamonds or big fancy cars
You say you're happy right where you are
We're bound together by a little gold band
You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man

Oh, living without you is my only fear
You still drive me crazy when I hold you near
My body trembles with the touch of your hand
You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man

You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man
A match made in Heaven by God's gentle hands
I'll love you forever, together we'll stand
You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man

You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man
A match made in Heaven by God's gentle hands
I'll love you forever, together we'll stand
You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man
You're my kind of woman and you're my kind of man