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Everyone Wants Me (The Lottery Song)

Updated: Sep 12

Lyrics by Les Bloch

Greg Kennedy GB Gents



Nothing really special I’m an average guy I keep my nose to the grindstone and eye on the prize

I go to work and make some money then I jump in the car

I might tip back a couple at my favorite bar

So I’m sitting on my couch and watching old Twilight Zones

I fall asleep and wake up gotta loosen my bones

Feeling junkie so I head off to the old liquor store

I got some money kinda hungry but I don’t know what for

Everyone wants me to go to their party

Now I know why

I buy some Slim Jims and Fritos and a 22 Pale

I say what up to Cousin Jimmy who is fresh outta jail

I buy a pint of some cheap whiskey ‘cause I’m ready to kick it

when the owner says “Don’t forget to buy your power ball ticket!”

Well my daddy wasn’t always there to guide me along

He was a gambler and a grifter and a singer of song

He said be careful with your bets and watch the arrows of cupid

“and buying a ticket to the lottery’s a tax on the stupid.”

Everyone wants me to go to their party

Now I know why

So I tell the owner “No, this guy ain’t playing your game”

I’ll take my dinner home I swear by Rod Serling’s name

that I’m walking out the door and just outside on the ground

is a little piece of paper with some numbers I found

So I dust is off and shrug and put it right in my pocket

I start to think if I could win why would Daddy knock it?

I put it in my drawer and just forget the whole thing

then a week or maybe two I hear the telephone ring.

Everyone wants me to go to their party

Now I know why

It’s Cousin Jimmy all excited ‘cause he heard on the show

That they’re looking for a ticket and that nobody knows

There’s a winner he don’t know it but he might be a hero

He’s the brother with the numbers filled with all kindsa zeroes

I switch the TV on when I get done with the call

There’s a lady in a sequin dress she’s spinning the balls

With the numbers on the ticket that could make someone rich

I pull the ticket from the drawer and say well Son of a Bitch

Everyone one wants me to go to their party

Now I know why

So I get it I cash and I’m rolling in dough

I got a Lear Jet and an island and a big buffalo

I got a castle in the southern part of old Timbuktu

but it you asked how to find it Dude I don’t have a clue

I got the money and the power and a big entourage

I drink the finest wine and champagne but I don’t eat foie gras

‘cause even having everything I swear I can’t lie

I’m nothing really special just an average guy

Everyone wants me to go to their party yeah

Now I know why

Everyone wants me, Everyone wants me

Now I know why, everyone wants me to go to their party

Everyone wants me, Everyone wants me Everyone wants me to go to their party