Everything

 

Everything I do is just below you. I don’t quite measure up; I can’t quite keep up. Everything I do is just not as great; you can do better. You can do everything, can’t you?
Everything was for nothing. I can’t do anything--can’t do one thing. But you most certainly can.

 I’ll take the back seat and be the quite passenger. I’ll let myself down from everything I ever wanted to do.
 I’ll let you be the man, ‘cause it’s everything—to you.

Everything I do is just not as wonderful. I just couldn’t quite make it to the top. Everything I do is just what I can do; and it’s not quite enough. I should just stop my worrying, everything is just quite alright.
Everything was to try and please you, but not everything can go our way.

I can sit quietly; I can smile and play the perfect wife. I can play any part as long as you give it to me.
But I can always get up and go…

Everything I do is just for your amusement, but I couldn’t quite make you laugh.
Everything I do is just not quite where you want it to be.
Everything I do is just not quite as good as it use to be.

 

 

 

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