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
 And 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 nobody's child, the Law can't touch her at all
 She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks
 She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks
 She's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique
 Bow down to her on Sunday
 Salute her when her birthday comes
 Bow down to her on Sunday
 Salute her when her birthday comes
 For Halloween give her a trumpet
 And for Christmas, buy her a drum