How's the Weather

Who's that girl on the weather channel that I see
Man those girls looking better, every time I see

Outta my mind, it's a mundane life, no plans I'm livin free
What a delight, to do nothing in spite, feelin carefree
Plopped on the couch, I'm dozin off like a slouch, nothin on TV
Like a surgeon, I start channel surfin, for a Honeybee

I focus in, on Telemundo, Shame those Latin Beauties I cant understand
I tune into, my local news, I lose the signal then I lose my mind

I seen this beautiful girl, the weather channels new girl
My eyes are fixed on her delivery
The hell with Oprah, flippin through I roamed
I'm channel surfin, Hey wait, How's the Weather

I seen this beautiful girl, the weather channels new girl
My eyes are fixed on her delivery
The hell with Oprah, flippin through I roamed
I'm channel surfin, Hey wait

The hell with Oprah, flippin through I roamed
I'm channel surfin, Hey wait, How's the Weather



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Writer(s): Christopher Fazio
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