"What'll We Do" as written by John Robert Cardwell, Philip Abram Dickey and William Lincoln Knauer....
Anything we should know about your change? What will we do, Gwyn?
What will we do, Gwyn?
Everything's a mess,
'Cause when I touch your arm I can tell.
Economy is down,
I think its your heart, cause you don't want me around.
Stocks are in the dow,
But you have to work now, so get out of bed.

What will we do, Gwyn?
What will we do, Gwyn?
Market crash, out of cash, we're in the poor house.
Honey pie, dontcha cry, we're still together.
Buy and sell, may as well invest in the weather.
Honey pie, you know I'll love you forever.

Stocks are in the dow,
I think its your heart cause you don't want me around,
Economy is down.
but you have to work now, so get out of bed.
Caught in this old room,
I think its your heart, but you already know.
What were we thinking?
What were we thinking.

Everything's a mess,
'Cause when I touch your arm I can tell.
You'll have to sell your car.
'Cause when I touch your arm I can tell


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"What'll We Do" as written by Philip Abram Dickey John Robert Cardwell

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    General CommentWhat will we do, Gwyn?
    What will we do, Gwyn?
    Everything's a mess,
    Cause when I touch your arm I can tell
    Economy is down,
    I think its your heart, cause you don't want me around.
    Stocks are in the dow,
    But you have to work now, so get out of bed.

    What will we do?
    What will we do, Gwynny?

    Market crash, out of cash, we're in the poor house.
    Honey pie, dontcha cry, we're still together.
    Like so many, we're facing the weather.
    Honey pie, you know I'll love you forever.
    Stocks are in the dow,
    but you have to work now, so get out of bed.
    Economy's so low,
    I think its your heart, but you baby you ought to know.
    What were we thinking?
    What were we thinking.

    Everything's a mess,
    Cause when I touch your arm I can tell.
    You'll have to sell your car.
    Cause when I touch your arm I can tell...
    El_Zilchoon February 12, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI think this song is about how some people let the economy dictates their lives and emotions.
    blackboxxlyingon August 07, 2008   Link

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