You'll see you'll see Lucy, you've got everything you wantnYou'll get everything you ever neednYou'll see, you'll see Lucy, you've got everything you'd wantnYou'll get everything you ever needednnLittle sister you got all of the best genesnYou wear them on the catwalk, a degree when you were just nineteennMy friends come around now now just to look at younnYou'll see you'll see Lucy, you've got everything you'd wantnYou've got everything you ever neednYou'll see, you'll see Lucy, you've got everything you wantnYou'll get everything you'd ever needednnBut I wouldn't wish you onto any of my friendsnYou'd eat them up and spit em out and then you'd go do it againnOr maybe it's just 'cause you're too good for themnnYou'll see you'll see Lucy, you've got everything you'd wantnYou've got everything you ever neednYou'll see, you'll see Lucy, you've got everything you wantnYou'll get everything you'd ever needednnBut I wouldn't want to speak for hernMime or try to define her woolly waysnI think about it, she makes me think about itnBut she could say it better anywaynnDon't you worry about it