This guy thinks he’s cool,
Some say he’s a tool.
Hollister is what he wears,
Puts extra gel in his hair.
He talks to all the girls,
But he’ll never buy them pearls.
A player is what he is,
But I’ll never be a girl of his.
He walks around like he’s hot,
He thinks he’ll have a shot.
I’m not falling for his charm,
He’ll only hurt and harm.
So when he asked me out,
I said no and watched him pout.
I hope I hurt his ego,
I would hate to make it grow.
Some say he’s a tool.
Hollister is what he wears,
Puts extra gel in his hair.
He talks to all the girls,
But he’ll never buy them pearls.
A player is what he is,
But I’ll never be a girl of his.
He walks around like he’s hot,
He thinks he’ll have a shot.
I’m not falling for his charm,
He’ll only hurt and harm.
So when he asked me out,
I said no and watched him pout.
I hope I hurt his ego,
I would hate to make it grow.




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