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 nighttime, paint the daytime black
You'll start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees
You'll 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
The girl, she never stumbles, got no place to fall
She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all
She belongs to me
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, buy her a trumpet, for Christmas, give her a drum
She belongs to me
She belongs to me, yeah