Some Kind Of Wonderful

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. ;)