She Belongs to Me

She's got everything she needs
 She's an artist, she don't look back
 She's got everything she needs
 She's an artist, she don't look back
 She can take the dark out of the nighttime
 Paint the daytime black
 You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees
 You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees
 But you'll wind up peeking through her keyhole
 Down upon your knees
 She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall
 She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall
 She's no child, The Law can't touch her at all
 She wears an Egyptian ring
 It sparkles before she speaks
 She wears an Egyptian ring
 It sparkles before she speaks
 She's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique
 Bow down to her on Sundays
 Salute her when her birthday comes
 Bow down to her on Sundays
 Salute her when her birthday comes
 For Halloween, buy her a Trumpet
 And for Christmas, get her a drum