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    "The Sweater" Lyrics

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    I know you will understand this
    and feel the intrinsic incredible emotion
    You have just pulled over your head the worn,
    warm sweater belonging to a boy

    Now, you haven't had a passionate kissing session or anything,
    but you got to go on a camping trip with him
    and eight other people from school
    And you practically slept together,
    your sleeping bag right next to his

    And you woke in the night to watch him as he slept
    but you couldn't see anything 'cause it was dark
    so you just laid there and listened to his breathing
    and wondered if your heart might burst

    The sweater has that slightly goat-like smell
    which all teenage boys possess,
    and that smell will lovingly transfer
    to all your other clothes

    If you get to keep it for a few days you can sleep with it
    but don't let your mom see, 'cause she'll say,
    "what is that filthy thing, and who does it belong to
    besides the trash man?"

    So you have to keep it under the covers with you
    You can kind of lie it beside you,
    or wrap it around your waist,
    or touch it on your legs, or whatever
    That's your business

    Now if the sweater has, like, reindeer on it
    or is a funny color like yellow... I'm sorry,
    you can't get away with a sweater like that
    Look for brown, or grey, or blue
    Anything other than that, and you know you're dealing with
    someone who's different

    And different is NOT what you're looking for
    You're looking for those Alpine ski-chiseled features
    and that sort of blank look which passes for deep thought
    or at least the notion that someone's home
    You're looking for the boy of your dreams
    who is the same boy in the dreams of all your friends

    Now the sweater isn't going to fit you of course,
    you have to kinda roll up the sleeves in a jaunty way
    Saying "this is the sweater belonging to a boy and
    the boy is a genuine hunka-hunka burning love and
    is not just some hand-me-down from your
    brother or father"

    Monday, wear the sweater to school
    Be calm, look cute
    Don't tell him about the dream you had
    about the place the two of you would share
    when you get older
    Just be yourself
    The best, cutest, quietest version of yourself
    Definitely wear lip gloss

    He looks at you, and then he looks away
    And then he walks away
    and the smell of the sweater hits you again suddenly
    like ape-scent gloriola
    and you get a note passed to you
    by a girl in History that says
    "He needs that sweater back.
    He forgot you put it on in the tent on Saturday
    and he's been looking for it."

    And you don't have to die of humiliation, you know
    You are a strong person
    and this is a learning experience
    You can still hold your head up high as you run from the classroom
    tearing the stinking sweater from your body.
    You look at that sweater
    and you realize that love made you temporarely blind.
    You've got a secret now, honey,
    and though you'd never sink as low as him,
    you could blab it all over the school if you wanted

    The label in that sweater
    said "100% Acrylic"
    • submitted by Rik
    • corrected by twinkletoes2003

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