KISS ME OUT OF THE BEARDED BARLEY
NIGHTLY, BESIDE THE GREEN, GREEN GRASS
SWING, SWING, SWING THE SPINNING STEP
YOU WEAR THOSE SHOES AND I WEAR, WEAR THAT DRESS
LAUGHED OUT OF /mu/ AND PEOPLE WITH TASTE ARE TO BLAME
/mu/ MAKES
INSECUREEEE
SAY YOU'LL STAY DONT COME AND GOOO