
What’s Going On Zebrahead
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Just another day
Seems like everybody's got a problem
And no one knows how but we all want to solve 'em
You could give a dime, give a hand, give a shit
Or could look away and never deal with it
For example, this girl is pretty fly for a white gal
And all the guys want her though she's a juvenile
She's really kinda sad and just don't care
'Cause the only one she wants is her best friend Claire
What's going on? What's going on?
Ready or not, not, the world moves on
And on, and on, and on, and on
And on, and on, yo, what's going on?
There's nothing much to me
I'm simple like you are, ordinary (simple like you are)
My tired eyes can see
That time may fly and what's left is meant to be
I'm looking out and you're looking in
It's taken more then time to erase the stain
And it's never been the same
In any city a girl turns 17, she goes to a party
She and her girls are drinking Bacardi
Ever since she walked through the door
All the guys have been flexing and tryin' to score
Seems like everybody's got a problem
And no one knows how but we all want to solve 'em
You could give a dime, give a hand, give a shit
Or could look away and never deal with it
For example, this girl is pretty fly for a white gal
And all the guys want her though she's a juvenile
She's really kinda sad and just don't care
'Cause the only one she wants is her best friend Claire
What's going on? What's going on?
Ready or not, not, the world moves on
And on, and on, and on, and on
And on, and on, yo, what's going on?
There's nothing much to me
I'm simple like you are, ordinary (simple like you are)
My tired eyes can see
That time may fly and what's left is meant to be
I'm looking out and you're looking in
It's taken more then time to erase the stain
And it's never been the same
In any city a girl turns 17, she goes to a party
She and her girls are drinking Bacardi
Ever since she walked through the door
All the guys have been flexing and tryin' to score
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