| Kitty calls me on the phone,
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| To say she’s all alone
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| And needs somebody’s there.
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| Crystal sees into the future,
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| Tells me that she’s an asshole;
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| Should have, but who really cares.
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| I sit here and wonder if we are sharing a different world,
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| And all these making emotions whirling around me swirl;
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| I’m in love with everybody’s girl.
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| Look at Brenda there with Luke,
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| She’s giving him the boot,
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| Ah, but Kelly’s standing by.
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| Aw, and here comes my man Tom,
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| Ask her «Do you wanna»
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| But I never even try.
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| I sit here and wonder if we are sharing a different world,
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| And all these deviant motions making the channels twirl;
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| And I’m in love with everybody’s girl.
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| I’m spending Cinco de Mayo with my Maria;
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| Celebrating her independance with little Emily.
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| And should the new year should find you without Jenny,
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| There she’ll be…
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| You’ll find her under my tree,
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| Wrapped up and waiting for me.
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| If you call me on the phone,
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| Don’t ever weep and moan;
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| You always find me there.
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| And if you see into the future,
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| Be so kind as Not to tell me what you find out there.
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| We’ll lie in bed watching re-runs of another world,
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| Just like a drunk, better be no stuck on a tilt-a-whirl;
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| And I’m in love with everybody’s
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| I’m in love with everybody’s
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| I’m in love…
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| (Ew, you’re creepy)
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| With everybody’s girl.
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| Thanks to IMJack (nerima6@fanfiction.net) for these lyrics |