Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty I could be the lover Of anybody but her I could be the lover Of anybody but her I see her every morning And watch her fingers forming Shapes that are as graceful As a baby's face full of hope Until it turns to A neediness that burns through Your heart like it was bu*ter In the mouth of someone's mother Betty's body, Betty's body Betty's body, Betty's body A certain scent of perfume Makes me think of her room
And how I'd like to be there Lightly touching her bare back And gently soaking In the sweet unspoken I could be her lover If it, if it weren't for mother Betty, Betty If you met me, you'd forget me Betty, Betty I am so shy, every day I Secretly cry since my mom died Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty I could be the lover Of anybody but her I could be her lover If it, if it weren't for mother