Testo Why You

Why youI go out I get inAnd a pout becomes my grinThere you are surrounded by some peeping foesGirl I wantYou to knowWithout the people and the showI'd never let you goWhy you doesn't everybody think about itWhy you doesn't everybody stareThere's no doubtYou're so hardcoreAnd look like Drew BarrymoreBut be sure it cannot always be that wayYou got the shapeYou got the looksTo fit in Manga comic booksBut you better count your daysWhy you doesn't everybody think about itWhy you doesn't everybody starePut your hands up, back to your feetSwing 'em to the left and contraryWhy you doesn't everybody think about itWhy you doesn't everybody stare