Ella Fitzgerald - I Got a Guy (*) - Текст песни

Cuba's got plenty of sugar,
China's got plenty of tea,
Morgan's got plenty
Of something I like
But none of those things bother me
I tell you why, I tell you why

I got a guy
Doesn't have any money
But to me he's a honey
For he's mine
And I think he's too divine

I got a guy
When he starts into pet me
He can thrill and upset me
He's the kind
That you can't keep of your mind

I got a guy
And he's tough
He's just a gem in the rough
But when I polish him up
I swear
He'll be a Tiffany solitaire

I'm riding high
And I'm happy and carefree
There is nothing can scare me
Cause I got a guy
I'm riding high
And I'm happy and carefree
There is nothing can scare me
I got a guy