She Belongs to Me
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't 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
She's got no place to fall
No, she never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child
The law can't touch her at all
She wears an Egyptian ring that
Sparkles before she speaks
She wears an Egyptian ring that
Sparkles before she speaks
She's 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