Here’s how this song is sung, don’t fuck it up. For Doris’s sake : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xZbKHDPPrrc

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When I was just a little girl

I asked my mother, what will I be

Will I be pretty, will I be rich

Or will I just be a fat bitch

Here’s what she said to me.

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Que Sera, Sera,

Whatever will be, will be

The future’s too harsh, to see

Que Sera, Sera

What will be, will be.

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And there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.

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When I was young, I fell in love

I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead

Will we have rainbows, day after day

Or will we just have a son who’s gay

Here’s what my sweetheart said.

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Que Sera, Sera,

Whatever will be, will be

The future’s too harsh, to see

Que Sera, Sera

What will be, will be.

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If we’re in luck, he’ll have a good fashion sense.

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Soon I was knocked up and had kids of my own

They ask their mother, what will I be

Will I be handsome, will I be rich

Or will my genitals itch

I tell them bluntly.

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Que Sera, Sera,

Whatever will be, will be

The future’s too harsh, to see

Que Sera, Sera

What will be, will be.

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And there’s not a damn thing anyone can do about it.

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Que Sera

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