Sunday, August 09, 2009
She Belongs to Me
Shes got everything she needs,
Shes an artist, she dont look back.
Shes got everything she needs,
Shes an artist, she dont look back.
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees.
She never stumbles,
Shes got no place to fall.
She never stumbles,
Shes got no place to fall.
Shes nobodys child,
The law cant touch her at all.
She wears an egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She wears an egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
Shes a hypnotist collector,
You are a walking antique.
Bow down to her on sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
Bow down to her on sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
For halloween give her a trumpet
And for christmas, buy her a drum.
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