I walk behind you down the hall
I memorize every curve
I would talk
If I could find the nerve
You can look at my test if you don't
Know the material all that well
I don't care if they say
Cheaters go to hell
Science class early morning
Glasses braces and braids
I see each button on your shirt
Worrying about my grades
You and your friend called me gigglin'
So we have now spoken on the phone
I lent you my sister's nail polish remover
Which you used when you were all alone
Everything's weird because this Friday
There's another stupid dance
I have to make my Mom take me to the mall
To get some not high water pants
How do I ask? What do I say?
Now that so much has changed
Oooh
Check out my Jr High
Oooh
Check out my Jr High
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