The Everthere

All my saints have taken bribes Singing going going gone All the angels taken dives Leaving you the only one If I lose a sequin here and there More salt than pepper in my hair Can I rely on you When all the songs are through To be for me the everthere Slide into another book Now and then laugh out loud Throw that very dirty look Which says OK Stop staring at me now If I lose the sequence here and there Less derring-do than quiet care Can I rely on you For a good talking to To be for me the everthere If I lose a sequin here and there And take my time on every stair Can I rely on you When this whole thing is through To be for me the everthere