untitled (song about a boy who has a bad hair day, but finds that all the girls suddenly are interested in him)
last night i was tossing and turning
i got up onto the wrong side of bed
my hair was in shambles, i can't explain why but
i parted it on the wrong side of my head
i stared at the mirror in horror
i didn't have time to repair
and the bus was about to depart
so i boarded, in spite of my part
i braced for an uproar of laughter
but instead it was hushed all around
i tried to act natural, walked down the aisle and
i sat in the seat i had found
and suddenly... susan is smiling
i see now that wendy is winking
and recently rachel is reaching
elizabeth seems to be thinking
why, sherri's unusually merry
and sara is staring inside me
and susie is whoosy around me
and liddy is giddy beside me
miranda's philandering glances
are boding quite well for my chances
and kate's unmistakable wolf-whistle's making me
shake, if you know what i mean
lollygagging's molly's quite keen
to hover around oh, so subtley
moreover mary is motioning to me
to sit with her and hold her hand...
(you get the idea, this is exhausting)