paroles de chanson I Got a Guy - Ella Fitzgerald , Chick Webb and His Orchestra

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'll tell you why, I'll 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 in to pet me
He can't thrill and upset me
He's the kind that you can't keep off you 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