For Me It’s You Songtext
von Nancy Sinatra

Moses found it in a burning bush
Old King Midas had a golden touch
For Earn Hart it was a black Chevrolet
A magnum made Dirty Harry′s day
For Elvis, it was blue suede shoes
Boy for me it's you

For a die-hard rebel it′s a rebel, hell yeah
An oilman likes a wild cat wail
For a long haul trucker, it's the interstate
A preacher likes cashing a collection plate
For a booker, it's a feel-good grove
But for me it′s you


Everybody needs a certain spark to light their fuse
Dreams you can′t live without
An offer you can't refuse

Ah, everybody needs a certain spark to light their fuse
Like a dream, you can′t live without
Or an offer you can't refuse

One thing that I′ve come to understand
Man needs woman and woman needs man
There was a guy on Oprah the other day
Said, "Everybody's got just one soul mate"
Baby, it must be true
Boy for me it′s you

Hey baby, it must be true
Boy for me it's you