Songs are like snapshots except that you can't see them.
These are my snapshots; I hope you like them.
Story behind the song
This one was generated by a dream I had: Three ex-girlfriends sort of morphed into one, and she kept following me around, asking, "What are you going to do?" "What are you going to do?" It was nuts, it was rude, and it was waaaay over the top as far as dreams go.
Lyrics
what r u gonna do
what r u gonna do
what r u gonna do
what r u gonna do
what r u gonna do
what r u gonna do
cradle your crooked hand inside mine
sweat on my life line one more time
you were self-taught in one day
shut your mouth and go away
oh so gorgeous to be near
your only real friend is someone's mirror
cradle your crooked hand inside mine
sweat on my life line one more time
