In every song,
well, it seems to be about you
In every song, well,
the chorus seems to know just what you do to me
He knows you're a sweet child,
stay a while
Maybe I'll write one for you
It walks and it talks and it helps
me for the next time
You'll be with me
Everyone will be saying that you're so bad
Well I'm glad
Everyone hasn't seen the good
things that I've had with you
They just laugh and talk and rattle
conclusions on the wall
They're doing handstands in
the grandstands with a set of hands
They don't know me at all
I don't know if you do
I don't know if you can
But your eyes, they just tell me to keep on pushin' on,
pushin' on
And so does every soul
Every soul
Every soul
I knew this girl, she cried so much
But her tears dried when I touched them
Every time I met with her
I was looking straight over her shoulder
There were lovers, clowns
Bumpers and downs,
dances and science fiction
Losers and winners and
swingers and grinners
And so it's about everything
Oh!
Bumpers, downs, rubbers, rounds
And so it's about everything
Losers and winners and
swingers and grinners
And so it's about everything
Don't you know every soul
Every soul, yeah
Every soul
Every soul, yeah
I think that I love you
I think that I love you,
love love you
I think that I love you, I think that I love you,
I think that I love you, I think I
that I love you, I that I love I think love you,
I that I love you
you