Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

| | x2 (strum lightly)

It feels like I-m walking on air, when I walk down your street

 And the neighbours stop to watch us go by you can hear them talking.

 Sometimes I think that you-re the one reason, the sun still shines

 When this wicked world starts bringing me down

 I tell myself that I am, one, lucky guy

Chorus

 I got the girl, (holding all the cards)

 I got the girl, (She-s a work of art)

 I got the girl, (Who-s gonna, break my heart)

She likes to wear her stripe with her plaids,

She won-t brush her hair, I swear

She don-t like wearing shoes in December, but I don-t care

What she wears

Chorus

If I was a holy man I-d get down on my knees

So the angels that watch over her would give a break to me

Holy mother of saint bubble gum and sister band-aid knees

Won-t you please, pray for ones like me?

Solo

Once again I can-t tell you the chords they are too well disguised. Sorry L

But the truth is some day somebody, is gonna take her away

But the queen of hearts will always a five-year-old princess to me

To me

End: Chorus x2