Uppity strut he's a one man parade
A regular presidential motorcade
With the suit and the shoes
And the colors don't fade,
But Hey – Everybody got wrinkles.
Nobody’s smooth.
Everybody got wrinkles;
So very true.
Everybody got wrinkles.
Every me and every you
Got d’wrinkles.
We get the wrinkles, standin in the rain.
Got the wrinkles all over the brain,
Deep in the heart, the original bane.
Ever since Adam, ever since Cain,
Down through the ages the old refrain:
Everybody got wrinkles,
Nobody’s smooth,
Everybody got wrinkles,
Don't it make you blue–
All the wrinkles?
You say “I don’t got wrinkles.”
Oh, that is so lame.
Don’t be comin round here with that anemic game.
We got the sin goin on and we’re all to blame;
Plenty of reason for plenty of shame.
We all be different but we’re all the same.
Everybody got wrinkles.
Nobody’s smooth.
S’ whatcha gonna do–
Bout the wrinkles?
Everybody been born sittin in the dark,
Just short of a clue, missin the mark.
We wanna shine pretty we wanna shine bright,
But we all keep the wrinkle hidden from the light.
Everybody got wrinkles.
Nobody’s smooth.
Everybody got wrinkles.
Every me and every you
Got d’wrinkles.
Everybody’s got it wrong, everybody’s all wet;
Way over their heads, way deep in debt.
Anybody any where any-ever been livin.
Need a whole lot a mercy; need a be forgiven
Everybody got wrinkles.
Nobody’s smooth.
But Jesus,
He luh you wit cher wrinkles.
He know what to do.
Jesus–
He luh you wit cher wrinkles.
He got wrinkled for you.
©jeffquill 2003
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