by Jane Smith

Created on: December 02, 2009

WHATEVER

See him stumbling 'cross the road

With his beer bottle in hand

He's shouting something 'bout a heavy load

And tells me he's a one-man band

And it's 'whatever lady, I don't give a damn'

I don't care, whatever

Whatever happens from now on

You think I care?

Whatever.

He tells me that his woman left him cold

Broke his heart and left him cold

but it doesn't matter anymore, whatever.

Every day is rainy weather.

And it's whatever lady, I don't give a damn,

See if I care, whatever

Whatever happens from now on

You think I care?

Whatever.

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