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(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 guyI 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 or a king
She likes to wear her stripe with her plaidsAnd 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)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)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?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)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)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