Tekster: Zac Efron. Work This Out.

How did we get from the top of the World
to the bottom of the heap?

I don?t recall you mentioning
the boss is such a creep

We'll have the ingredients to
make this summer sweet

Well, I got rags instead of riches
And all these dirty dishes
Just wish I had three wishes
(Okay guys, break it up)

We?ve got to work, work, work this out
We?ll make things right, the sun will shine
If we work, work, there?ll be no doubt
We can still save the summer
If we work this out

(Dude, what have you gotten us into?)

(Come on, we can totally
turn this thing around)

I?d rather face a seven footer
straight up in the post

That sure beats hangin? here
and burning someone?s toast

I needed Benjamins, but
this ain?t worth the stress

Maybe there?s a better way
to fix this greasy mess

We?re a champion team, a well-oiled machine
And we?ve faced tougher problems than this
I know it?s a grind, but I?m sure we can find

A way to have fun while we get this job done

We?ve got to work, work, work this out
We?ll make things right, the sun will shine
We've got to we work, work, there?ll be no doubt
If we all come together
We can work this out

(Let?s work it!)

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
A little bit of sugar
A little bit of butter
It?s the perfect recipe!
Pay day!
It?ll taste so sweet
Pay Day!
Good enough to eat

Gonna make some motion pictures
Hit the mall with all my sisters
Get tickets to the Knicks and Sixers
Kick it with the music mixers
Buy a ride that suits my style
Lounge around the pool and while
Make a date with my favourite girl
We?ve got it made

(Whoa oh oh)
We?ve got to work, work, work this out
We?ll make things right, the sun will shine
If we work, work, there?ll be no doubt
We can still save the summer
If we work this out
Work this, gotta work this
We can work this out!