Sangtekst: Stephen Fretwell. What's That You Say Little Girl.
You must have thought, a??Hey what's going on?
I'm gonna stop what I'm doing and clear up.a??
The mess you made,
Things like that just can't be saved,
You put your faith in time and moved on,
What a thing to have done.
What's that you say little girl?
What's that you say about your world falling through?
What could I do?
Five years go by and you sit and wonder why,
You didn't stick to your guns in the first place,
a?Cause now he's here,
He's made his intentions clear,
You're going to have to do it all again,
Some kind of friend.
So what's that you say little girl?
What's that you say about our world falling through?
What could I do?
You told me that he was your friend,
And often he'd show you the bend,
But you never thought you'd go round it,
Ten years have passed,
And each one of them little years clashed,
With the colour of your thoughts most of the time,
Tell me wont be the best time.
So what's that you say little girl?
What's that you say about your world falling through?
Don't be so stupid little girl,
You're never going to change this world,
There is no power in one,
I'll tell you what I'll do,
There's power in two.
You must have thought, a??Hey what's going on?
I'm gonna stop what I'm doing and clear up.a??
But you, you fucked up.
I'm gonna stop what I'm doing and clear up.a??
The mess you made,
Things like that just can't be saved,
You put your faith in time and moved on,
What a thing to have done.
What's that you say little girl?
What's that you say about your world falling through?
What could I do?
Five years go by and you sit and wonder why,
You didn't stick to your guns in the first place,
a?Cause now he's here,
He's made his intentions clear,
You're going to have to do it all again,
Some kind of friend.
So what's that you say little girl?
What's that you say about our world falling through?
What could I do?
You told me that he was your friend,
And often he'd show you the bend,
But you never thought you'd go round it,
Ten years have passed,
And each one of them little years clashed,
With the colour of your thoughts most of the time,
Tell me wont be the best time.
So what's that you say little girl?
What's that you say about your world falling through?
Don't be so stupid little girl,
You're never going to change this world,
There is no power in one,
I'll tell you what I'll do,
There's power in two.
You must have thought, a??Hey what's going on?
I'm gonna stop what I'm doing and clear up.a??
But you, you fucked up.
Stephen Fretwell