| Song | Everything To Me |
| Artist | Jackie Greene |
| Album | Sweet Somewhere Bound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| My babys got a helpless heart, shes got a thing for mistletoe | |
| The kind of girl its easy to believe in | |
| I come home on a Saturday night, with not one thing to show | |
| She asks me: baby how are you feeling? | |
| And I tell her, that It aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| Yes I tell her, she listens, and she stands right by me | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me | |
| My babys got the gentle touch, she got the champagne in her soul | |
| Shes crazy bout candlelight and roses | |
| She owns her body and her brain but her heart she cant control | |
| Shes everything to me and yes she knows it | |
| And I tell her that it aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| I tell her, she listens and she loves me tenderly | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me | |
| My babys got the misty eyes, she makes love like a hurricane | |
| She tells me that shes true and I dont doubt it | |
| The roofs leakin and the bills aint paid but still I cant complain | |
| Cause when Im with her I dont think about it | |
| And I tell her that it aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| Yes I tell her, she listens, she loves me honestly | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me |
| My baby s got a helpless heart, she s got a thing for mistletoe | |
| The kind of girl it s easy to believe in | |
| I come home on a Saturday night, with not one thing to show | |
| She asks me: baby how are you feeling? | |
| And I tell her, that It aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| Yes I tell her, she listens, and she stands right by me | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me | |
| My baby s got the gentle touch, she got the champagne in her soul | |
| She s crazy bout candlelight and roses | |
| She owns her body and her brain but her heart she can t control | |
| She s everything to me and yes she knows it | |
| And I tell her that it aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| I tell her, she listens and she loves me tenderly | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me | |
| My baby s got the misty eyes, she makes love like a hurricane | |
| She tells me that she s true and I don t doubt it | |
| The roof s leakin and the bills ain t paid but still I can t complain | |
| Cause when I m with her I don t think about it | |
| And I tell her that it aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| Yes I tell her, she listens, she loves me honestly | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me |
| My baby s got a helpless heart, she s got a thing for mistletoe | |
| The kind of girl it s easy to believe in | |
| I come home on a Saturday night, with not one thing to show | |
| She asks me: baby how are you feeling? | |
| And I tell her, that It aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| Yes I tell her, she listens, and she stands right by me | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me | |
| My baby s got the gentle touch, she got the champagne in her soul | |
| She s crazy bout candlelight and roses | |
| She owns her body and her brain but her heart she can t control | |
| She s everything to me and yes she knows it | |
| And I tell her that it aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| I tell her, she listens and she loves me tenderly | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me | |
| My baby s got the misty eyes, she makes love like a hurricane | |
| She tells me that she s true and I don t doubt it | |
| The roof s leakin and the bills ain t paid but still I can t complain | |
| Cause when I m with her I don t think about it | |
| And I tell her that it aint easy | |
| To be a man like me | |
| Yes I tell her, she listens, she loves me honestly | |
| Oh she must mean everything to me |