LYRIC

Gotta girl gotta girl
And you know she's drop dead
(Que Sera Sara)
She's the one with the gun that keeps it pointed at my head
(Que sera sara)
Yea
You're mistaken
It's only as bad as you make it
Whatever we'll be we'll be sera
You're much too cynical
Whatever it is you'll be oh que
Sera sera sara
And we both know if I let go
Things can never be the same
Whatever it is we'll be oh que
Sera sera sara
Gotta girl gotta girl and she's got problems
(Que sera sara)
She's got the answer of cure for cancer on her
Oh no she can't solve them
Yea she's crazy
I think she's starting to hate me
Whatever we'll be we'll be sera
You're much too cynical
Whatever it is you'll be oh que
Sera sera sara
And we both know if I let go
Things can never be the same
Qhatever it is we'll be oh que
Sera sera sara
No time for fairy tales
Or naughtiness
And no time to waste
No time for freaks and fiends
And magazines
Telling you who to be
Whatever we'll be we'll be sera
You're much too cynical
Whatever it is you'll be oh que
Sera sera sara
And we both know if I let go
Things can never be the same
Whatever it is we'll be oh que
Sera sera sara
Whatever it is we'll be oh que
Sera
Whatever it is we'll be oh que
And we both know if I let go
Things can never be the same
Whatever it is we'll be oh que
Sera sera sara

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