I don't need a whole lotsa money.
I don't need a big, fine car.
I got everything that a man could want.
I got more than I could ask for.
I don't have to run around
I don't have to stay out all night
'Cause I got me a sweet, a sweet loving woman
And she knows just how to treat me right
Well, my baby, she's alright
Well, my baby's clean out of sight
Don't you know that she's
She's some kind of wonderful
She's some kind of wonderful
Yes she is, she's
She's some kind of wonderful
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This song captures perfectly how I feel about red tulips. They're my kind of wonderful.
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Though when they wrote the lyrics, I suspect Grand Funk Railroad probably had
some other kind of wonderful in mind. ;)
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