There's nothing you could say To tear me away from my guy There's nothing you could do 'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy
I'm stickin' to my guy like a stamp to a letter Like the birds of a feather We stick together I'm telling you from the start I can't be torn apart from my guy
There's nothing you can do Could make me untrue to my guy (my guy) There's 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
And no muscle bound man could take my hand from my guy (my guy) No handsome face could ever take the place of my guy (my guy) He may not be a movie star But when it comes to bein' happy we are
There's not a man today Who could take me away from my guy
Song by Mary Wells (covered by Supremes)
Songwriters: Ronald White/Smokey Robinson