It feels like I'm walking on air walk down the street
Neighbors stop and watch us go by
You can hear them talking all of them
Sometimes I think that you're the one reason
The sun still shines when it shines
When this wicked world starts bringing me down
I tell myself that I am one lucky guy
I 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
Ask to wear her stripes with her plates
Won't brush your hair
I swearshe don't like wearing shoes in december
But I don't care what she wears
I got the girl
Holding all the cards
I got the girl
She's a work of art
I'm not the girl
Who's gonna break my heart
If I was a holy man
I'd get down on my knees
So the angels that watch over her
Break to me
Holy mother of saint bubblegum and sister bended knees
Won't you please pray for the ones like me yeah
Now when she feels someday
Somebody's gonna take her from me
But the queen of hearts will always be a five year old
Oh princess to me
To me
I got the girl on all I got I got
I got the girl she's a work of art
I got the girl who's gonna break your heart
I got the girl she's gonna leave her mind
I got the girlshe's a work of art
I got the girl she's gonna break your heart
I got the girl
Oh yeah
The girl oh man
I got the girl she's gonna ah she's gonna
I got the girl
I got the girl
I got the girl