It feels like I’m walkin’ on air
When we walk down the street
When the neighbors stop to watch us go by
You can hear ’em talkin’ (Aw, let ’em talk)
Sometimes I think that you’re the only reason
The sun still shines (When it shines)
And when this wicked world starts bringin’ me down
I tell myself that I’m one lucky guy
[Chorus]
I got the girl
Holdin’ all the cards
I got the girl
She’s a work of art
I got the girl
Who’s gonna break my heart
[Verse 2]
She likes to wear her stripe with her plaids
And won’t brush her hair, I swear
She don’t like wearin’ shoes in December
But I don’t care what she wears
[Chorus]
I got the girl
Holdin’ all the cards
I got the girl
She’s a work of art
I got the girl
Who’s gonna break my heart
[Bridge]
Aw, if I was a holy man I’d get down on my knees
So the angels that watch over her would give a break to me
Holy Mother of saint bubble gum and sister band-aid knees
Won’t you please pray for the ones like me?
Yeah
[Guitar Solo]
[Bridge]
But the truth is someday
Somebody is gonna take her
But the queen of hearts will always be
A five-year-old princess to me, to me
[Chorus]
I got the girl
Holdin’ all the cards
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 mark
I got the girl
Aw, she’s a work of art
I got the girl
She’s gonna break your heart
I got the girl
Oh, yeah
I got the girl
Oh my
I got the girl
She’s gonna, uh she’s gonna
Yeah
[Outro]
I got the girl
I got the girl
I got the girl
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