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Testo: Bo Burnham. Bo Burnham. High School Party.


High School party, senior year
Boys and girls are all sippin? on beer
I like soda, where?s the soda
Am I the only fucking person here that likes soda
I see you from across the crowd
I said the party is bumpin? and the music is loud
You?re really drunk and you?re looking sad
It?s like a date rape ad

Girl, then we start to dance and
Girl, baby this is romance
Girl, I?m starting to grow down below, shit, why did I wear sweat pants
Girl, you?re bodies like what
conjunction junction, that?s a fine ass but
I?m like a cashew in a lollipop, Just keeping suckin? ?til you get to the nut

And I said
Let?s rob an Asian kitchen, or stroll down the block
Either way girl, we?re taking a walk(wok)?nothing?
You?re going to love me the way my uncle did
Except you?re not gonna to go to court for doin? it
Be a guillotine or my girl instead
Either way, you?re giving me head
I?m gonna love you the right way
Shorty with a body looking hotty when I say

Girl
When I say girl

We go into the bedroom exchanging nervous laughter
Why?s it called dry humping if I always need a towel after
You spread your naked legs and I see that wounded that never healed
Even though you?re yelling for me, I can tell your lips are sealed
We?re both aware of my erection
You ask if I have protection
I say Well um no...I-I tried to buy em once I was in the convenient store my old baby sitter walked in I had to hide them near the tic-tacs I was so embarrassed I peed myself a little bit

Girl
Girl

Insert a euphemism
A sexy mental prism
Increase my pelvic rhythm
For you with my syllogism
I know your body and I know how to please ya
Don?t thank me, thank wikipedia
Guys don?t go down, well I am-
What the fuck is that, I should have brought my diagram
Ooh did you feel that, that was an educated guess
Ooh did you feel that, uh that one was a sneeze, my bad

High school party, senior year
None of that happened cause I wasn?t invited?hm