A way

Another song today, sorry. Not so much for the lyrics, although I think there are some good images within the lyrics if you look deep into the totality of it, but for the dumb fact that I want to post it. No meaningful reason. Sorry/notsorry.

When you were at school you were a honey
The boys all loved you – you loved their money
The boys would stare – you’d cross your legs
And then you’d toss your hair

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