Jonathan Dale - She's Got Me Lyrics
Verse 1Look at her, the look on her face, making me wanna take a taste of her strawberry lips unexplainable kissShe drives a red Camaro, top down with the radio on, her blowing, hands surfingWhile I’m riding shot gun, next to her, I thank God for the things I don’t deserveChorusShe’s got Me – Flying high and I don’t know if I could ever come back downEven if I wanted to my feet can’t seem to find the groundShe’s Got Me walkin on air, She’s got my hand in the clouds, I’m starting to believeShe’s Got, She’s Got MeVerse 2She likes her dessert, She always eats it first, ask why do you, She’ll say to make sure there’s roomShe reads maxim magazine, gotta fantasy football team, the problem is, she always wins.You should see the way She looks in my old t-shirtMakes me thank God for the things I don’t deserveChorus 1xBridgeMe, holding hands, making plans, so in loveFrom I do, till I die, but it still aint enoughChrous 2x’s
