Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What'll It Be?, artist - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Cast.
Date of issue: 09.06.2016
Song language: English
What'll It Be? |
It’s 5:53 on Thanksgiving |
Not one customer’s walked through the door |
But I’m still here, slingin' drinks for a living |
I’ve never played piano before |
(spoken) |
Not bad. |
(sung) |
I know this town like the back of my hand |
But I’m not such a fan of the back of my hand |
'Cause if you look real close |
At those little hairs and veins You’re like |
«Hands are sort of gross» |
It’s hard to explain |
The point is: |
Hey, West Covina |
Why won’t you let me break free? |
Am I doomed to stay here |
Pouring my high school friends beers |
For the rest of eternity? |
Hey, West Covina |
You know just where to find me |
I’ll never go far, so pull up to the bar |
Hey, West Covina |
What’ll it be? |
It’s 5:55, I’m still singin' |
The big Turkey Day game’s lettin' out |
But no one’s comin' here |
Who am I kiddin'? |
Hey, you sunburned MILFs |
Give me a shout |
Everyone’s going home |
'Cause it’s time to give thanks |
Thanks for the chain stores and outlets and banks |
Thanks for this town three short hours from the beach |
Where all of your dreams can stay just out of reach |
Dun-dun bom-bom! |
Da-da boom-bah! |
Hey, West Covina |
You’re not listenin', so what’s the use? |
Is my purpose in life to slice limes with a knife? |
Or to serve that girl Deb a vodka and cranberry juice? |
(spoken) |
Hey, Deb, be right with you. |
(sung) |
Hey, West Covina |
Look what you’re doing to me |
Can’t you see, West Covina |
You’re killing me, West Covina |
Last call, West Covina |
What’ll it be? |