Bo Burnham - H-O-A-R

Well I the girl for every high school guy, yeah I got everything
A little shirt and a skirt so high every month you can spot a cotton spot a cotton tampon string
I'll drop my books and then I'll bend and then I'll bend a little more
Everybody thinks Ashley's my best friend, well that bitch is a whore
With a capital H-O-A-R
Ignorance is bliss.
Who need feminism with an ass like this?
With a capital H-O-A are you guys liking what you see?
'Cause if beauty's on the inside, you might as well go inside me.

Well I'm the guy for that high school girl, yeah partying is my life
In a few hours I'll be hittin the gym and in a few years I'll be hitting my wife
Y'know, I like to hang loose
No way! So does my crotch. Well I hope you brought your man juice
'Cause I brought scotch
With a Capitol One no hassle card
Stolen from my dad
Dignity's overrated, self respect's a fad
Well I'm like a game of baseball 'cause there's something you might catch
And if you put out, I'd say that we're a perfect, I'd say that we're a perfect,
I guess that we're a perfect match
A perfect match, a perfect match

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