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