you pinch em and you hate em
and you drive em to the brink
the dishes stack up ten feet tall
they rot against the sink
you think that cause youre rich
that you must have to own the world
you think cause who your parents are
youll always win the girl
but this girl sees right through you boy
she knows just what your worth
your bout as deep as puddles go
and only half the girth
youll own this campus corner
till your bout twenty five
then everyone will see your soul
youll cease to live the life
and no one will care what youve got on
and pricey it may be
your stupid shirt cant hide your filth
you never hid from me.
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I love this! In Norman this makes more sense then any place I have ever been. I can tag this to like 50 gus i have met lol
thanks. i wrote it after some drunken frat guy pinched me at the bar and called me fat. I didn't react well so then he called me a psycho. Really turned me off from the bar.
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