Текст песни She Belongs To Me

She Belongs To Me She know how to make me laugh when I'm unhappy She can make my biggest worries seem so small And when I get to feeling moody and discouraged She just holds me close and I feel ten feet tall I come home most every night to TV dinners For she's really not the cook I know she'd like to be Oh but a smile across the table says I love you And I thank the Lord that she belongs to me She likes to go around the house wearing blue jeans Harry Roder's sneakers on her feet And I catch her doing things she really shouldn't Like playing baseball with the kids out in the street When I call her on the phone just say I'm working late She understands and waits up so patiently And she welcomes me home to my private heaven Oh and I thank the Lord that she belongs to me Mhm I thank the Lord that she belongs to me