Letra de The This Many Boyfriends Club
This many boyfriends walk her home This many boyfriends ring the phoneLori, Lori what's the story? All those boys think you are boring They just see those bobby socks Not what's beneath those curly locksIt makes me mad When I see them make you sad Sometimes I wanna be real bad And shove those words back down their throatLori, Lori what's the story? Let's go do some apple coring We will bake an apple pie Maybe that will dry your eyesThe oven's warm How come your hands are so cold?Lori, Lori what's the hurry? So they think they're judge and jury The reason we cause such a flurry Is they'll never love so purelyWe tip over apple carts With the pounding of our heartsLori, Lori don't you worry We'll have our own swimming party We'll swim up and we'll swim back Now you're sitting in my lapAnd there's one thing I forgot I love Lori a lot.