Il testo della She belongs to me

She know how to make me laugh when i'm unhappy
She can make my biggest worries seem so small
And when i get to feeling moody and discouraged
She just holds me close and i feel ten feet tall
I come home most every night to tv dinners
For she's really not the cook i know she'd like to be
Oh but a smile across the table says i love you
And i thank the lord that she belongs to me

She likes to go around the house wearing blue jeans
Harry roder's sneakers on her feet
And i catch her doing things she really shouldn't
Like playing baseball with the kids out in the street
When i call her on the phone just say i'm working late
She understands and waits up so patiently
And she welcomes me home to my private heaven
Oh and i thank the lord that she belongs to me
Mhm i thank the lord that she belongs to me