I Got the Girl

If years are like walkin' on air you walk down our street

When the neighbors stop to watch us walk by

You can hear 'em talking （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 （hold no more 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 plaids

And won't brush her hair （I swear）

She don't like wearing shoes in December

But I don't care what's you wear

I got the girl （hold no more 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 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

Now 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 （hold no more 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 she's gonna

I got the girl

I got the girl

I got the girl