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Your Girl Lyrics

Mister Heavenly

And i wonder to myself
if your baby's feelin' alright,
is your baby comin' out tonight
well if she does you call me up

i can show you to the central park
i can chauffeur in the rental car
but all i ask is one slow dance

speakin' french on the dance floor
while i hit the high french doors
you don't seem to get she's not your girl

ew girl its good you're home alone
got a gash lets get that sewn
i saw hunger in your bones

see your mans none too impressed
i picked you off your feet
and under your dress
and i hope you like a mess

while ago in the middle of the night
i coulda sworn i did everything right
so how come she's now your girl

and i was made to believe
we had a future just you and me
do you want to throw that away

oh oh oh
baby
i cant believe it
he looked me in my eyes
and took you away from me
and said
sorry, shes not your girl
anymore

oh oh oh
and i wonder to myself