Those Girls
Those girls,
You know the ones
They have the long curls.
They are always snobby.
Most of the time they're cheerleaders,
Dating the quarterback named Bobby.
They only wear Abercrombie clothes,
And they always have perfect hair.
Those girls have professionally painted toes.
Those girls,
Most people hate them.
I know I do.
But there's no reason to hate,
You're just becoming their bait.
You are falling for their spell
And you can't even tell.
You know the ones
They have the long curls.
They are always snobby.
Most of the time they're cheerleaders,
Dating the quarterback named Bobby.
They only wear Abercrombie clothes,
And they always have perfect hair.
Those girls have professionally painted toes.
Those girls,
Most people hate them.
I know I do.
But there's no reason to hate,
You're just becoming their bait.
You are falling for their spell
And you can't even tell.
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