There goes my girl That is my girl Levi’s and old Converse Era of hers She smells like homegrown rosemary (Oh, she’s my cure) Grapefruit and Monkey 47 sin Hmm, that’s my girl! There goes my girl Tell them, that’s my girl She don’t need your opinions Like a classic Ford truck She’s nothing like your girl — no misery (Oh, that’s my girl) She’d rather kiss a saint with a rosary She never misses with a Glock nineteen (yea, she’s so raw) She leaves the night before her gloves get dirty Oh, that’s my girl! I’m happy being with the best girl in the town If they ask you where I am Tell ’em I never left She’s with me on my left There's nothing I can love more This is my girl Never need to hate her Never gonna happen Never gonna be apart, we’re lovers Forever, it’s summer She and I, whatever I call her summer Always gonna love her Never need to hate her Never gonna happen Never gonna be apart, we’re lovers Forever, it’s summer...