Kitty calls me on the phone
To say she’s all alone
And needs somebody’s there
Crystal sees into the future
Tells me that she’s an asshole
Should have, but who really cares
I sit here and wonder if we are sharing a different world
And all these naked emotions whirling around me swirl;
And I’m in love with everybody’s girl
Look at Brenda there with Luke
She’s giving him the boot
Aw, but Kelly’s standing by
Oh, and here comes my man Tom
Ask her «Do you wanna?», but I never even try
I sit here and wonder if we are sharing a different world
And all these TV emotions making the channels twirl;
And I’m in love with everybody’s girl
I’m spending Cinco de Mayo with my Maria
Celebrating independence with little Emily
And should the new year should find you without Jenny
There she’ll be
You’ll find her under my tree
Wrapped up and waiting for me
If you call me on the phone
Don’t ever weep and moan
You always find me there
And if you see into the future
Be so kind as to not to tell me what you find out there
We’ll lie in bed watching re-runs of another world
Just like a drunk ballerina stuck on a tilt-a-whirl
And I’m in love with everybody
I’m in love with everybody
I’m in love… (Ew, you’re creepy)
With everybody’s girl
Aw yeah, everybody’s girl
Everybody’s girl
In love with everybody
Everybody’s girl (everybody's girl)
In love with everybody
Everybody’s girl (everybody's girl)
In love with everybody
Everybody’s girl (everybody's girl)
In love with everybody
Everybody’s girl (everybody's girl)
In love with everybody
Everybody’s girl (everybody's girl)
In love with everybody
Everybody’s girl (everybody's girl)
In love with everybody
Everybody’s girl (everybody's girl)
This song is an ode to the Omni-bastard....or as I call him..everybody jr. ...his birth certificate was made with 82%of the worlds paper to list all of the fathers