And everything I need And she's everything I ever wanted I talk about her I go on and on, and on 'Cause she's everything to me She's everything to me She's a yellow pair of running shoes A holey pair of jeans She looks great in cheap sunglasses

This could be the end of my world But if she wants to leave She's got everything I want There's nothing stopping me From getting her attention Broken dreams, that's what she's been on But now I'm in the picture And the puzzle pieces of our love start to

Gotta get me some. And it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one. She smokes a little home grown, drinks a little Cuervo. Still a little down home, there was never a doubt. You know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled

I'd tell her to speak up, tell her to shout out Talk a bit louder, be a bit prouder Tell her she's beautiful, wonderful Everything she doesn't see You gotta speak up, you gotta shout out And know that right here, right now You can be beautiful, wonderful

I wish I had a dollar for all the times somebody told me Everything's gonna be alright I want to go down to see her She's my little queen I want to go down to tell her She means the world to me I wish I was down to watch her Play that tambourine She

That great symphonic theme, That's Stella by starlight, And not a dream, She's everything on this earth to me. The song a robin sings, Through years of endless springs, The murmur of a brook at evening tides. That ripples through a nook where two lovers

My girl is superbad That's a fact, knock your train right off the track Ooh, she's a classy girl My girl is superbad, super-stacked Got no time for photographs, watch out! And everything she does, it's always by design She's a miracle, she got everybody

And everything I need And she's everything I ever wanted I talk about her I go on and on, and on 'Cause she's everything to me She's everything to me She's a yellow pair of running shoes A holey pair of jeans She looks great in cheap sunglasses

Everything I touch turns to ashes Falls away, it falls away It slips right through my hands Love me, hate me Isolate me everyday that I'm alive Straight up mentally unstable You don't have to like my life You don't understand me, And you probably never

Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the