Lyrics

Mike's a barista at a local spot
Says he's gonna make it big, he talks a lot
Tells me stories that don't always line up
Never gets my name right on the cup

One Mike's a surfer, lives at the beach
Another Mike's a pastor, he was born to preach
One Mike plays guitar tunes that make you cry
Some Mikes are lazy, others reach for the sky

Mike, Mike, Mike
Everyone knows a guy named Mike
Some they hate and some they like
But everyone knows a guy named Mike
And no two Mikes are ever quite alike

Mike bags your groceries at the store
Mike's your mechanic, he'll fix your car
Mike may be your lover or best friend
Or Mike may be a guy you never wanna see again

Mike down the road drives an old V-dub van
Has big old dreams but hasn't got a plan
But if you need his help, he's there in a flash
Faster if you flash a little cash

Mike, Mike, Mike
Everyone knows a guy named Mike
Some they hate and some they like
But everyone knows a guy named Mike
And no two Mikes are ever quite alike

I got an Uncle Mike and a cousin too
A punk friend Mike likes his hair dark blue
My brother Mike flies big jet planes
And my dad's friend Mike who's a little insane

So many Mikes in this world today
Each one unique in an original way
From baristas to the insane, they all leave a mark
In the story of life, they all play a part

Mike, Mike, Mike
Everyone knows a guy named Mike
Some they hate and some they like
But everyone knows a guy named Mike
And no two Mikes are ever quite alike

Mike, Mike, Mike
Everyone knows a guy named Mike
Some they hate and some they like
But everyone knows a guy named Mike
And no two Mikes are ever quite alike