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

She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall

She's nobody's child, the Lord can't touch her at all, 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, yeah, yeah

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, buy her a trumpet and for Christmas, give her a drum, a drum