Why you
I go out I get in
And a pout becomes my grin
There you are surrounded by some peeping foes
Girl I want
You to know
Without the people and the show
I'd never let you go
Why you doesn't everybody think about it
Why you doesn't everybody stare
There's no doubt
You're so hardcore
And look like Drew Barrymore
But be sure it cannot always be that way
You got the shape
You got the looks
To fit in Manga comic books
But you better count your days
Why you doesn't everybody think about it
Why you doesn't everybody stare
Put your hands up, back to your feet
Swing 'em to the left and contrary
Why you doesn't everybody think about it
Why you doesn't everybody stare