Bo Burnham – H-O-A-R Lyrics


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Well, I'm 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 tampon string
I'll drop my books, then I'll bend and then I'll bend a little more
Everyone thinks Ashley's my best friend, well that bitch is a whore

With a capital H-O-A-R
Ignorance is bliss
Who needs feminism with an ass like this?
And a capital H-O-A-R 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 hitting the gym
And in a few years I'll be hitting my wife
You know, I like to hang loose
"No way! So does my crotch!
Well I hope you brought your man juice cause I bought scotch

With a Capital 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."
Well, and if you put out I'd say that we're a perfect
"I'd say that we're a perfect
I'd guess that we're a perfect match."
A perfect match
A perfect match

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