Out there waiting tonight, she looks nicer than the bright
When she smiles I forget my lyrics
I got blind, I got mad, not from the diamond she had
But from the beauty that put my heart on fire

You have never been to my show
You haven’t seen before her looks, that [bad word] 
But the sound goes straight to your soul, gets you out of control
This [bad word] makes you my girl

This [bad word] makes you my girl
(This [bad word] makes you my girl)
This [bad word] makes you my girl

Just like from paradise you came down from the skies
On a plane which belongs to your daddy
 [bad word] to carousel, the wine is sweet but take care
‘Cause too much is no good for the princess

You have never been to my show
You haven’t seen before her looks, that [bad word] 
But the sound goes straight to your soul, gets you out of control
This [bad word] makes you my girl

(This [bad word] makes you my girl)

You have never been to my show
You haven’t seen before her looks, that [bad word] 
But the sound goes straight to your soul, gets you out of control
This [bad word] makes you my girl

You… (have never been to my show)
You haven’t seen before her looks, that [bad word] 
But the sound goes straight to your soul, gets you out of control
This [bad word] makes you my girl

This [bad word] makes you my girl
(This [bad word] makes you my girl)

This [bad word] makes you my girl