Here, There and Everywhere Songtext
von Jon Simon

Now we′re gonna bring another kid to the stage
Lemme tell you somethin', man
This guy makes a great cup of coffee

Uh, you know?
When Elvis can′t get out of bed, he gives me that extra shove
And I roll over to the side, so

I figure, what the hell, man, I got nothin' to lose, right?
If it doesn't work out, man, he′s dead
D-E-A-D, dead
Bring him up here, man
James P. Connolly, everybody
Come on, James, yeah

Thank you


Yeah
Love to be here in Las Vegas, man, believe me
What I love about Vegas is, you know
I get to wear this gold lamé jacket
That′s cool
This is beautiful, too, man
This baby is 100% pure casino carpeting right here, that's how

It′s authentic, I wish you could get up here and smell this baby
It smells, smells like old people
That's how authentic this baby is

Now, you gotta dress in Vegas, man
Though sometimes I come out there and I look down on the crowd
And I see the kids
And they wear shorts
For the big show in Las Vegas
And they don′t think of my eyeline, do they?
Lookin' down on the stage down at the shorts

You know, they′re laughin', havin' a good time
Next thing you know, a little ball player pops out the dugout

But the Vegas crowd, man, you get all kinds of people out there
I asked a guy the other day how′s he doin′ out there
He told me he lost half his ass on the crap table

I said, "Well, there's a horrible
Visual for the rest of us to deal with"
Thank God he was a high roller, huh?


Took the whole ass and let that baby ride
It′s usually always one guy, too, just starin'
At me dead center with that look that said, "
I just lost five thousand dollars on the crap table
So make me laugh, monkey boy"