There’s a girl over there
Sitting up in the chair
I would not be caring if she
Didn’t keep on staring at me hair
Here she comes walking fast
With her head in a cast
I should be excited but
I’m not all that delighted with her
She don’t know what to do with herself
She don’t know how to see
She is boring and talks to herself
She don’t know a thing about me
As she talks to my ear
I don’t know why i’m here
Everything she’s stated is
Usually related to me hair
Though she looks very nice
She could use some advice
No one sees the glory
Of her formulated story, pity
All she needs is a boy
Who can show her the ropes i hope
All she needs is some dope
All she needs is some hope
Now she’s gone back to school
Cause she hates ridicule
I could see her crying as i shouted out
«goodbye forever»