Esto va dedicado a Ana, que por fin se ha dejado caer por Getafe y ha dejado huella… Me ha pegado todo el día esta canción y encima dice que me pega.
Para los que no entendáis la letra, os explico que habla de una maníaca dependiente de su chico porque para ella es el mejor.
Gracias hermosa.
Nothing you could say could tear me away from my guy (my guy)
Nothing you could do, ’cause I’m stuck like glue to my guy (my guy)
I’m sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter
Like birds of a feather, we stick together
I’m tellin’ you from the start
I can’t be torn apart from my guy
Nothing you could do could make me untrue to my guy (my guy)
Nothing you could buy could make me tell a lie to my guy (my guy)
I gave my guy my word of honour to be faithful, and I’m gonna
You best be believing I won’t be deceiving my guy
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 factNo 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
PD: Y sí. Es el mejor y seguiré haciendo corazones en clase cuando me aburra. Aunque me digáis que no debería contarlo 
