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
And you will wind up peaking through a keyhole down upon your knees
She’s got no place to stumble
She got no place to fall
She’s got no place to stumble
She 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
Solute her on Sunday
Bow down when her birthday comes
Solute her on Sunday
Bow down when her birthday comes
For Halloween get her a trumpet
And for Christmas get her a drum