She has a voice that can take away your pain, but she only sings for me.
She gets grumpy if I keep her out too late, so I try to have her into bed by ten.
I don't understand a thing about her but I love her anyway because,
She is put together just how I like,
Cant believe I get to kiss her goodnight and then again in the morning.
She is exactly who I want her to be,
Too cliche to say she's perfect for me.
But I have been wondering how a guy like myself gets to call her his,
Well I guess God must love me, because she is.
She says that red's her favorite color, but she only buys her clothes in blues and greens.
She hates bugs and she hates scotch, sometimes she hates how much I talk, but she loves me more than I do.
I don't understand a thing about her but I love her anyway because,
She is put together just how I like,
Cant believe I get to kiss her goodnight and then again in the morning.
She is exactly who I want her to be,
Too cliche to say she's perfect for me.
But I have been wondering how a guy like myself gets to call her his,
Well I guess God must love me, because she is.
My favorite person, I can say without a doubt; anything she doesn't have is something I can live without.
She's my favorite person and I can say without a doubt that anything she doesn't have is something I can live without.
I don't understand a thing about her.
No I don't understand that girl but I love her.
'Cause she is put together just how I like,
Cant believe I get to kiss her goodnight and then again in the morning.
She is exactly who I want her to be,
Too cliche to say she's perfect for me.
But I have been wondering how a guy like myself gets to call her his,
Well I guess God must love me, because she is.