LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeI Got The Girl
It feels like I'm walkin' on airWalk down our streetWhen the neighbors stop to watch us going byYou can hear 'em talking (let them talk)Sometimes I think that you're the only reasonThe sun still shines (when it shines)And when this wicked world starts bringing me downI tell myself that I'm one lucky guyChorusI got the girl (holding all the cards)I got the girl (she's a work of art)I got the girl (who's gonna break my heart)She likes to wear her stripe with her plaidsWon't brush her hair (I swear)She don't like wearing shoes in DecemberBut I don't care what she wearsChorusIf I was a holy man I'd get down on my kneesSo the angels that watch over her would give a break to meHoly Mother of saint bubble gum and Sister band-aid kneesWon't you please pray for the ones like meBut the truth is somedaySomebody is gonna take her from meBut the queen of hearts will always beA five-year-old princess to me (to me)ChorusChorus 2:I got the girl (she's gonna leave her mark)I got the girl (she's a work of art)I got the girl (she's gonna break your heart)I got the girl, oh yeahI got the girl, I got the girlShe’s gonna…I got the girl, yeahI got the girl, I got the girlI got the girl
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