Everybody's Girl (Live)

Well, who'd have believed this seasoned connoisseur lady-killer like me
Would get hurt by a girl like you?
And they got names for dirty little girls like you, honey
It ain't nice, no, but they call you everybody's girl

But they say, "Here she comes, here she comes, here she comes, here she comes
But they say, "Here she comes, here she comes, here she comes, here she comes

There goes everybody's girl, everybody's girl
Everybody's girl, everybody's girl

You might say I was blind for a while
I fell asleep at the driving wheel
You sure woke me up in a hurry, honey
And I can't blame anyone but me, I know
It's my fault for falling for everybody's girl

And then you say, "He's the one, he's the one, he's the one, he's the one"
And then you say, "He's the one, he's the one, he's the one, he's the one"

Who got screwed by everybody's girl, everybody's girl
Everybody's girl, everybody's girl

You got no apparent sensitivity
You're cut deep with self-destructivity
Your mind's made up, you're heading for the time
When you shake and your heart breaks
It's gonna come
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, oh
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Everybody's girl, everybody's girl
Everybody's girl, everybody's girl
(Everybody's girl) you know your time's gonna come
(Everybody's girl) you can't do this forever
(Everybody's girl) go on, take it in on the chin
(Everybody's girl) you're gonna get it



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Writer(s): Rick Springfield
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