There Must Be Something About Me That She Loves - The Oak Ridge Boys

Oh I know that you’re wonderin' what she ever saw in me

There must be something about me that she loves

I ain’t pretty, I ain’t witty, and Lord knows my kind come free

There must be something about me that she loves

There must be something about me that she loves

There must be something about me that she loves (that she loves)

I can tell the way she’s smilin' when we’re walking hand in hand

There must be something about me that she loves

I can’t fathom why she’s always here when I come home at night

There must be something about me that she loves

In the hard times in the tired times Lord knows she treats me right

There must be something about me that she loves