I Got the Girl

It feels like I'm walkin' on air

When we walk down our street

When the neighbors stop to watch us walk by

You can hear 'em talking (Ah, let them talk)

Sometimes I think that you're the one reason

The sun still shines (When it shines)

And when this wicked world starts bringing me down

I tell myself that I'm 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

She likes to wear her stripes with her plaids

And she won't brush her hair (I swear)

She 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 got 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 could 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?

But the truth is someday

Somebody is gonna take her from me

But the queen of hearts will always be

A five-year-old princess to me, to me

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 your heart

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

I got the girl

I got the girl

She's gonna, uh she's gonna

Yeah

I got the girl

I got the girl

I got the girl