| You ever felt like you’re gonna chuck up
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| You try to speak but it comes out mucked up
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| Well that’s just the way she made me feel
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| I know I shoudn’t, no I shouldn’t pull her hair
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| But it’s a kids sign of affection
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| And I still ain’t got nowhere
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| I sat behind her in almost every lesson
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| She drove me mad with that gingham dress on
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| And those little ribbons in her hair
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| She had a brother in the year above her
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| So I wrote, told him that I bugged her
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| He got all my stuff stuck in a tree
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| Yes I confess, I may well be a pest
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| But I’m not gonna change, so let it go…
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| She had a brother and he threatened to hit me
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| So I turned round and ran home quickly
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| Hid under the stairs for quite a while
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| I like to remember my days at school
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| I always was the classroom fool
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| Best thing about playtime was kiss chase
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| Yelling swear words with your mates
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| Not finding out what it meant till it’s too late
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| And you’re grounded for the day
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| Giving your mate’s an atomic wedge
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| Or finding pornos in the hedge
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| Ringing doorbells and running away |