She's got everything she needs, she's an artist She don't look back You will start out standing Proud to steal her anything she sees She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks Bow down to her

Let her take over, or just get to know her Be everything you can be Juanita will unchain your heart Her name's Juanita (She's gonna be ridin' through) (She's gonna be ridin' free) Oh, go with her flow with her Dream with her scream with her

Wake up from a dream She's my ever-everything I need her more than anything She's my tranquility (uh) I can't go to sleep Without her next to me So I'm sure she's the one for me (me) Da-la, la-la-la-la, la-la, yeah Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh

She's got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman But couldn't find the words to say I don't know what to do Because every time I try and tell her how I feel You got whatever it is It comes out "I love you" She's got

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

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 blame you And I blame you For everything you do For all the scars I bare And breathing all my air For everything I'll ever do Shifting through the ashes And scratching through my life And how sick is it to live with the promises

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

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

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