Song Description

A song about a guy who finds an old girl friend just where he doesn't expect to.

Lyrics

What Ya Doin? Here
© 2004 Will Stanley

Big filthy city, bright bright neon lights
Duck down an alley, think I'll check out the sights
Can't believe I hear...what ya doin here?

Last time I saw you we were at the senior prom
I was so proud to have you on my arm
Yes, it's been years...what ya doin here?

What ya doin in this place, in those high, high heels and that painted face
I hope that this is all a big mistake
Why you coming on so strong, it creeps me out and it feels all wrong
So I've got to ask you, what ya doin here?

You went off to college so that you could get ahead
I stayed at home so I could earn my daily bread
Please don't call me dear...what ya doin here?

What ya doin in this place, in that short, short skirt with the low, low waist
The scenario sure looks like it?s worst case
Why you coming on so strong, it creeps me out and it feels all wrong
Please answer me, just what ya doin here?

I always hoped that you'd come back to me
And that we would work together, raise a family
But it weren't meant to be, and from what I can see
You should start shedding tears bout what you're doin here!!!

What ya doin in this place, in those high, high heels and that painted face
I wish that this was all a big mistake
Why you coming on so strong, it creeps me out and it feels all wrong
Still I've got to ask you, what ya doin here?
Yes, I've got to ask you, what ya doin here?