My Guy

Nothing you could say could tear me away from my guy
(My guy)
Nothing you could do 'cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy
(My guy)
I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter
Like birds of a feather we stick together
I'm tellin' you from the start I can't be torn apart from my guy
Nothing you could do could make me untrue to my guy
(My guy)
Nothing you could buy could make me tell a lie to my guy
(My guy)
I gave my guy my word of honor to be faithful, and I'm gonna
You best be believing I won't be deceiving my guy
As a matter of opinion I think he's tops
My opinion is he's the cream of the crop
As a matter of taste to be exact he's my ideal as a matter of fact
No muscle-bound man could take my hand from my guy
(My guy)
No handsome face could ever take