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