I Got Rhythm

I got rhythm

I got music

I got my man



{You play real good

How old are you, eight?

Yea

Really

I was eight once

For a whole year

Then I went on to the big time

Nine, ten}



I got daisies

In green pastures

I got my man

Who can ask for anything more?



All man trouble, I don't mind him

You won't find him

'Round and 'round and 'round my door



I got starlight

I got sweet dream

I got my man

Who can ask for anything more?

I got rhythm