My Girl

Where has she gone, girl with the flower
Midday, what would she do at this hour
The one who learned never to cower
People would see her and simply "wow" her
The way she walks she is worth some gold
I get jealous of her eyes so light
How she listens to what she is told
She might as well make a dark room bright
Aren't I lucky with this great girl
She can take me across the whole world
Wouldn't trade her for even a pearl
We'd stop so i can give her a twirl
Im told she's the most beautiful girl
I tell she's the greatest in the world





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