She's Got the Akshun! - Butterglory

I've got a girl who's oh, so good She's got everything I've got a girl and she is mine She's got everything Pretty ringlets in her hair Pretty clothes that she can wear What's she got? Everything Everything All other guys just stand and stare She's got everything I ain't got a dime but she don't care I got everything I don't need money 'cause I got Everything that I could want What I've got? Everything Everything I've got a girl who's oh, so good She's got everything She's got everything She's got everything And I can't live without her love And I can't live without her kisses She is mine forever now She's got everything She's got everything She's got everything She's got everything She's got everything She's got everything I've got a girl who's oh, so good She's got everything I've got a girl who's oh, so fine She's got everything She's got everything

This old bar stool's feelin' higher 'Cause I've started sinkin' lower The minute that she waltzed right through that door Not long ago I held her, like a fool I went and left her Now she's with somebody new out on that floor And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues And she's showin' me how much I had to lose With her every little move she's tellin' me I'm over you She's got the rhythm, and I got the blues Yee-haw Well, that music's gettin' louder As my heart keeps beatin' faster She spells out regret in perfect time Well, I thought I wanted freedom but that ball and chain, I need 'em But when you choose, sometimes you lose the prize 'Cause she's got the rhythm and I got the blues And she's showin' me how much I had to lose With her every little move she's tellin' me I'm over you She's got the rhythm, and I got the blues Yeah, with her every little move she's tellin' me I'm over you She's got the rhythm, and I got the blues

What she got, she got to give it to somebody What she got, she got to give it to someone It's not a case of growin' up or lots of money It's just the fundamental twist of the sun What she got, she got to let somebody find it (really?) What she got is not for her to keep alone (oh) Nobody's got a clue if there is such a reason (yea?) Why she wanna play it o-on her own She's got nothing on but the radio She's a passion play And like the break of day She takes my breath away What she got, she got to give to some contender What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf And no one's got a clue what's on her brave agenda Why she wanna keep it, keep it to herself She's got nothing on but the radio It's a passion play And like the break of day She takes my breath away Who did the painting on my wall? Who left a poem down the hall? Oh I don't understand at all He-he-hey She's got nothing on but the radio She's a passion play And like the break of day She takes my breath away She's got nothing on but the radio It's a passion play And like the break of day She takes my breath away She takes my breath away She takes my breath away