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She’s My Girl (Letra)

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Me and my girl we don’t like rules
Living hard and fast
Doin’ what we want to do
We’re as free as the wind we choose
We got each other so we never lose
My heart is on a one way trip
Flyin’ higher
Kind of feels like a rocket ship
She’s the finest i’ve ever seen
Sometimes we’re livin’ in a two way dream
She’s my
She’s my girl
She’s my
She’s my world
Her friends tell her that i’m a fool
She doesn’t listen
She knows what i’m trying to do
We’re as free as the wind we choose
We got each other so we never lose
Some guys would like to take my place
They try to steal her
But she winds up laughing in their face
She’s the finest i’ve ever seen
Sometimes we’re livin’ in a two way dream
She’s my
She’s my girl
She’s my
She’s my world
She always takes it to a different place
She makes it harder
And we always wind up face to lace
She turns me on when she goes down
She always turns my head around
She’s my
She’s my girl yeah
She’s my
She’s my world
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
She’s my
She’s my girl
She’s my
She’s my world
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
She’s my baby
She’s my girl
She’s my
She’s my world
I love ya
I love ya
I love ya so
She’s my baby
She’s my girl
She’s my
She’s my world
She’s my baby
She’s my girl
She’s my
She’s my world

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She’s My Girl (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

All the guys have gone blind from starin’
My baby, she ain’t even carin’
And they’re crazy if they think i’m sharin’
‘cause i know what they’re after
And nobody else can have her ‘cause she’s

My girl, a walkin’ talkin’ angel baby
My girl, not a minute goes by when she ain’t looking pretty
My girl, a 24-7 piece of heaven
God never made another in this world
Quite like my girl

Oh, oh, quite like my girl

Her eyes are shining like big blue diamonds
It’s a cukoo kind of love, ain’t no denying
When i kiss her lips, i feel like flying
Man, she’s something else
And i’ve got her all to myself ‘cause she’s

My girl, a walkin’ talkin’ angel baby
My girl, not a minute goes by when she ain’t looking pretty
My girl, a 24-7 piece of heaven
God never made another in this world
Quite like my girl

The way she moves, the way she grooves
You know she drives me wild with her wild-child smile
Planets align when she’s holdin’ me tight
Blowing my mind, it’s such a ride
I can’t get enough

My girl, a walkin’ talkin’ angel baby
My girl, not a minute goes by when she ain’t looking pretty
My girl, a 24-7 piece of heaven
God never made another in this world
Quite like my girl

Oh oh, quite like my girl
Oh yeah, she’s lookin’ pretty

My girl, a walkin’ talkin’ angel baby
My girl
My girl, a walkin’ talkin’ angel baby
My girl

She’s My Girl (Letra)

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And now to the love song. i’m sure you’re familiar with love songs on the order of he’s just my bill, my man, my joe, my max, and so on where the girl who sings them tells you that, although the
She loves is anti-social, alcoholic, physically repulsive, or just plain unsanitary, nevertheless she is his because he is hers, or something like that. but as far as i know there has never been
Pular song from the analogous male point of view, that is to say, of a man who finds himself in love with, or in this case married to, a girl who has nothing whatsoever to recommend her. i have
Pted to fill this need. the song is called she’s my girl.

Sharks gotta swim, and bats gotta fly,
I gotta love one woman till i die.
To ed or dick or bob
She may be just a slob,
But to me, well,
She’s my girl.

In winter the bedroom is one large ice cube,
And she squeezes the toothpaste from the middle of the tube.
Her hairs in the sink
Have driven me to drink,
But she’s my girl, she’s my girl, she’s my girl,
And i love her.

The girl that i lament for,
The girl my money’s spent for,
The girl my back is bent for,
The girl i owe the rent for,
The girl i gave up lent for
Is the girl that heaven meant for me.

So though for breakfast she makes coffee that tastes like shampoo,
I come home for dinner and get peanut butter stew,
Or if i’m in luck,
It’s broiled hockey puck,
But, oh well, what the hell,
She’s my girl,
And i love her.