Don McLean - Everybody Loves Me, Baby lyrics
[Don McLean - Everybody Loves Me, Baby lyrics]
One! Two! Three! Four!
Fortune has me well in hand
Armies wait at my command
My gold lies in a foreign land
Buried deep beneath the sand
The angels guide my every tread
My enemies are sick or dead
But all the victories I've led
Haven't brought you to my bed
You see, everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now the purest race I've bred for thee
To live in my democracy
And the highest human pedigree await's
The first-born boy baby
And my face on every coin engraved
The anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved by
Grateful people I have saved
You see, everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now no land is beyond my claim when the
Land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim
If war is hell, I'm not to blame!
Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child
I'm the second son of Mary mild
And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde
But he didn't mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when
I walk through and
The clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue
I'm held in very great value by
Everyone I meet but you
'Cause I've used my talents as I could
I've done some bad, I've done some good
I did a whole lot better than
They thought I would, so, c'mon
And treat me like you should!
Because everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won’tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won’tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Woo! yeah!
Everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Tell me what did I do to offend you!
Fortune has me well in hand
Armies wait at my command
My gold lies in a foreign land
Buried deep beneath the sand
The angels guide my every tread
My enemies are sick or dead
But all the victories I've led
Haven't brought you to my bed
You see, everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now the purest race I've bred for thee
To live in my democracy
And the highest human pedigree await's
The first-born boy baby
And my face on every coin engraved
The anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved by
Grateful people I have saved
You see, everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now no land is beyond my claim when the
Land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim
If war is hell, I'm not to blame!
Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child
I'm the second son of Mary mild
And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde
But he didn't mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when
I walk through and
The clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue
I'm held in very great value by
Everyone I meet but you
'Cause I've used my talents as I could
I've done some bad, I've done some good
I did a whole lot better than
They thought I would, so, c'mon
And treat me like you should!
Because everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won’tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Won’tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Woo! yeah!
Everybody loves me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Tell me what did I do to offend you!