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You must be so ashamed of her |
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That's how the neighbor replied |
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With their nose in the house so deep |
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The parents were mortified |
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Though they said what they had to say |
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If left them wounded and pale |
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Is our young one too decanded |
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It was time they quetioned themselves |
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Did we raise someone to have no directions |
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Did she not receive the time and affections |
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Don't talk to her don't hang around her |
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She's got herself a name |
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All of the town knows where her ways go |
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Can't keep us astray |
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She got to the her home real late |
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Stayed after school to ask |
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The teacher she had her eye on |
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If she could make up for class |
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As she batted her long eye lashes |
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Her gesture left him confused |
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And suddenly she made it real clear |
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The things she wanted him to do |
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Slither his fingers where they should have not been |
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But what could he do, she threw herself on him |