| I got the sweetest gal in town
|
| She push me up, she pull me down
|
| And I can’t get enough of that
|
| Somehow
|
| She buys booze, she calls me, dear
|
| Do anything to make me chilled
|
| And I can’t get enough of that
|
| Somehow
|
| When we start the drinking
|
| She hug and hold my hand
|
| She never has to tell me
|
| I always understand
|
| The way she looks the way she loves
|
| Makes me gay as the moon above
|
| And I can’t get enough of that
|
| Somehow, yeah
|
| She runs like
|
| She makes more money than Henry Ford
|
| And I can’t get enough of that
|
| Somehow
|
| When I get high as I can be
|
| She never fight, she’d baby me
|
| And I can’t get enough of that
|
| Somehow
|
| She takes me out to party
|
| She never leave me 'lone
|
| She says how much she loves me
|
| And she wants me for her own
|
| And when I’m blue she makes me glad
|
| She gives me thrill that I never had
|
| And I can’t get enough of that
|
| Somehow |