Everybody Wants to Be Me

Written By Frank Vieira I've got no country club No picket fence No three car garage No Range Rover Coming over To pick you up because I'm average I'm simple My minds hard to read But your perfect Your beautiful And it's easy to see Why everybody everybody Wants to be me Cause I got you In my arms and Your out of my league Oh what they'd do What they'd do To wear the boots on my feet Everybody everybody Wants to be me Cause I got you (Woah woah woah woah woah oh Woah woah woah wo) I've got no Rolex no Rolodex Of cool rolling off these lips No dance moves no magic In that first night kiss In a crowd of ten thousand I'd be the first guy you miss And it don't make sense It's a mystery Why your attached to my hip Everybody everybody Wants to be me Cause I got you In my arms and Your out of my league Oh what they'd do What they'd do To wear the boots on my feet Everybody everybody Wants to be me Cause I got you (Woah woah woah woah woah oh Woah woah woah wo) I'm average I'm simple My minds hard to read But your perfect Your beautiful And it's easy to see Why everybody everybody Wants to be me Cause I got you In my arms and Your out of my league Oh what they'd do What they'd do To wear the boots on my feet Everybody everybody Wants to be me Yeah everybody everybody Wants to be me Cause I got you (Woah woah woah woah woah oh Woah woah woah wo)