One, two, three,
Fortune has me in hand wait at my command My gold lies in a foreign Buried beneath the sand
The angels my every tread My are sick or dead But all the I've led Haven't you to my bed
You see, everybody loves me, What's the matter you? Won'tcha me what did I do To offend
Now the purest race I've bred for To live in my And the human pedigree the first born boy baby
And my on every coin engraved The anarchists are all My own flag is forever By the grateful people I saved
You see, loves me, baby What's the matter with Won'tcha me what did I do To you?
Now, no land is my claim When is seized in the people's name By evil men who rob and If war is hell, I'm not to
Why, you can't me I'm heaven's child I'm the second son of Mary And I'm removed from Oscar Wilde But he didn't mind, why, he just
Yes, and the parts when I walk through And the clouds and the sky turns blue I'm held in great value By everyone I but you
'Cause I've used my as I could done some bad, I've done some good I did a whole lot better than they I would so C'mon and treat me like you
Because everybody me, baby What's the matter you? me what did I do To offend
loves me, baby What's the matter you? me what did I do To offend
Yeah, everybody loves me, What's the matter with me what did I do To you?