It feels like I'm walking on air When we walk down our street When the neighbours stop To watch us walk by You can hear 'them talking (let them talk)
Sometimes I think That you're the only reason The sun still shines (when it shines) And when this wicked world Starts bringing me down I know that I'm one lucky guy
Chorus: I got the girl (with all the cards) I got the girl (she's a work of art) I got the girl (who's gonna break my heart)
She says that someday She's gonna marry me When that day comes That we walk down the aisle She'll make me feel like a prince A lord, a king She likes to wear her stripe 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 (I don't care)
Chorus
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
Solo
But the truth is someday Somebody is gonna take her (you see) But the queen of hearts will Always be A five-year-old princess to me (to me)
Chorus
Chorus 2: I got the girl (she' 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
