Everything Makes Sense!

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Well, you’re better, better, better than me At almost everything we do, you see I don’t mind, I let you win Just to see you smile I’m lying, love’s an excuse I’m simply bad at the things that we do I don’t mind Maybe you could teach me sometime I don’t mind Maybe you could teach me sometime You’re better, better, better to me In a crowd I’m so proud You’re all I see You’re better, bеtter, baby you’re so sweet And you’re thе subject of my dreams You’re the subject of my dreams Come on! Woo-hoo! Well it’s embarra, embarra, embarrassing You keep on beating me at everything I don’t mind as long as you Let me win some times And I love that little laugh that you do It’s contagious so I laugh too Everything makes sense for once, I said Everything makes sense for once, yeah You’re better, better, better to me In a crowd I’m so proud (so proud!) You’re all I see You’re better, better, baby you’re so sweet And you’re the subject of my dreams You’re better, better, better to me In a crowd I’m so proud (so proud!) You’re all I see (yeah!) You’re better, better, baby you’re so sweet And you’re the subject of my dreams You’re the subject of my dreams Come on! She looks like a dream I had Or a fantasy Probably Her eyes are like looking Inside a crystal ball Everything makes sense for once You’re better, better, better than me (higher!) You’re better, better, better than me (higher!) You’re better, better, better than me In a crowd I’m so proud (so proud!) You’re all I see (yeah, it’s true!) You’re better, better, baby you’re so sweet And you’re the subject of my dreams (woo-hoo!) You’re better, better, better than me In a crowd I’m so proud You’re all I see You’re better, better, baby you’re so sweet And you’re the subject of my dreams You’re the subject of my dreams