Your Girl - Mister Heavenly

And I wonder to myself

If your baby’s feeling alright

Is your baby coming out tonight?

Well if she does, you can call me up

I can show you to the central park

I can chauffeur in the rental car

But all I ask, is one small dance

Speaking french on the dance floor

While I hid behind French doors

You don’t seem to get she’s not your girl

Ooh girl it’s good you’re home alone

You’ve got a gash, let’s get that sown

I saw hunger in your bones

I see your man’s none to impressed

I flipped you off your feet and under your dress

And i hope you like a mess

All alone in the middle of the night

I could’ve sworn I did everything right

So how come she’s now your girl?

And I was made to believe

We had a future, just you and me

Do you want to throw that away?

(Oooooh ooh oh oh)

Baby

I can’t believe

He looked into my eyes

He took you away from me

And said

«sorry, she’s not your girl

Anymore»

And I wonder to myself