It took you so long To get on the phone So where have you gone Or am I just wrong? I'm so jealous Won't bite your head off Cause it's me who lost his head And every evening I'm disbelieving You're still lying in my bed But I got you You-oh-oooh-ooh I got you You-oh-oooh-ooh I got you You-oh-oooh-ooh I got you You-oh-oooh-ooh And your charms And your glance And your gorgeous countenance And your force And your thoughts And your light blue eyes, of course And your touch And your butt And your bloody football club And your hair And your flair And the way that you take care of me Of me