I got the girl — Bon Jovi

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

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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

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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 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

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