| Hey little sweetie don’t you know it’s a pass
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| Your family’s gonna be so proud you’re top of the class
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| Oh you got your degree, so home you return
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| To show your friends and lovers, all the things that you’ve learned
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| You’ve been a naughty naughty naughty naughty naughty naughty naughty little
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| girl
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| In this dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty little world
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| Hey little sweetie, did you dabble with drugs?
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| Did you indulge in one night stands, convinced it was love?
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| And when the bottles of red, went straight to your head
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| You’d wake up thinking, «who the hell’s this man in my bed?»
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| I can’t stand to see you here looking so confused
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| You’re emotionally deluded
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| And your prides being bruised
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| Your boyfriend, brother, Mum and Dad
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| Applaud you from the stage
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| They’ll never know you went for more than just to graduate
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| Hey little sweetie, don’t you know it’s a pass
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| Hey little sweetie, did you dabble in drugs? |