It feels like I'm walkin' on air
  When we walk down our street
  When the neighbors stop to watch us walk by
  You can hear 'em talking (let them talk)
  Sometimes I think that you're the only reason
  The sun still shines (when it shines)
  And when this wicked world starts bringing me down
  I know that I'm one lucky guy
    Chorus:
  I got the girl (with all the cards)
  I got the girl (she's a work of art)
  I got the girl (who's gonna break my heart)
    She says that someday she's gonna marry me
  When that day comes that we walk down the aisle
  She'll make me feel like a prince, a lord or a king
  She likes to wear her stripe with her plaids
  And she won't brush her hair (I swear)
  She don't like wearing shoes in December
  But I don't care (I don't care)
    Chorus:
  I got the girl (with all the cards)
  I got the girl (she's a work of art)
  I got the girl (who's gonna break my heart)
    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 the ones like me
    Solo
    But the truth is someday
  Somebody is gonna take her (you see)
  But the queen of hearts will always be
  A five-year-old princess to me (to me)
    Chorus:
    I got the girl (with all the cards)
  I got the girl (she's a work of art)
  I got the girl (who's gonna break my heart)
    chorus 2:
  I got the girl (she's gonna leave her mark)
  I got the girl (she's a work of art)
  I got the girl (she's gonna break your heart)
    I got the girl