Everybody Loves Me Baby Lyrics - Don Mclean

One, two, three, four 

Fortune has me well in hand 

Armies wait at my command 

My gold lies in a foreign land 

Buried deep beneath the sand 

The angels guide my every tread 

My enemies are sick or dead 

But all the victories I've led 

Haven't brought you to my bed 

You see, everybody loves me, baby 

What's the matter with you? 

Won'tcha tell me what did I do 

To offend you? 

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Now the purest race I've bred for thee 

To live in my democracy 

And the highest human pedigree 

Awaits the first born boy baby 

And my face on every coin engraved 

The anarchists are all enslaved 

My own flag is forever waved 

By the grateful people I have saved 

You see, everybody loves me, baby 

What's the matter with you? 

Won'tcha tell me what did I do 

To offend you? 

Now, no land is beyond my claim 

When land is seized in the people's name 

By evil men who rob and maim 

If war is hell, I'm not to blame 

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Why, you can't blame me I'm heaven's child 

I'm the second son of Mary mild 

And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde 

But he didn't mind, why, he just smiled 

Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through 

And the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue 

I'm held in very great value 

By everyone I meet but you 

'Cause I've used my talents as I could 

I've done some bad, I've done some good 

I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so 

C'mon and treat me like you should 

Because everybody loves me, baby 

What's the matter with you? 

Tell me what did I do 

To offend you? 

What's the matter with you? 

Tell me what did I do 

To offend you? 

Yeah, everybody loves me, baby 

What's the matter with you? 

Tell me what did I do 

To offend you?