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 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'll wind up peeking through her keyhole Down upon your knees That's right Yeah, she never stumbles She's got no place to fall Well, she never stumbles She's got no place to fall Well, she's nobody's child And 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 Come on, Ross 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, give her a trumpet For Christmas, buy her a drum Take it home