She's a gold-plated lover
Twenty-four carat cool
She can walk on water
She can walk in my room
She's a one man woman
And it's a one man race
She's got a kiss like fire
She burns the lips right off my face
It's finder's keepers
Loser's gonna weep
She's personal, property
Sealed 'n' stamped
Money in the bank
She's privateFor my eyes only
She's personal property
Personal property
Personal service, personal touch
Exclusively mine, thank you so much
She's a heart stoppin', brain thuddin'
Blood pumpin', knee tremblin'
Spine crushin', tongue tyin'
Personal property
And she belongs to me
She won't fall for nothin'
She's much more than cute
Don't mind y' window shoppin', that's all right
But you ain't gonna taste