(lyrics are spoken) Girls, I you will understand this and feel the intrinsic incredible You have just over your head the worn, warm sweater to a boy Now, you had a passionate kissing session or anything, but you got to go on a camping with him and other people from school And you practically together, your sleeping bag next to his And you woke in the night to watch him as he but you couldn't see anything 'cause it was so you just there and listened to his breathing and wondered if your heart burst The sweater has that goat-like smell all teenage boys possess, and that smell lovingly transfer to all your clothes If you get to keep it for a few you can sleep with it but don't let your mom see, she'll say, "what is filthy thing, and who does it belong to besides the man?" So you have to keep it under the covers you You can of lie it beside you, or wrap it around waist, or touch it on legs, or whatever That's business Now if the sweater has, like, on it or is a color like yellow... I'm sorry, you can't get away a sweater like that for brown, or grey, or blue Anything other that, and you know you're dealing with who's different And different is NOT what you're for You're looking for those teenage Alpine ski-chiseled and that sort of blank look which passes for deep or at least the notion that home You're for the boy of your dreams who is the same boy in the dreams of all your Now the sweater going to fit you, of course, So you have to of roll up the sleeves in a jaunty way that says 'this is the sweater belonging to a boy, and the boy is a genuine hunk-a-hunk of burnin' love, and this is not just some hand me down from your brother or your father' Monday, wear the sweater, to Be calm, cute Don't tell him about the you had about the place the two of you share you get older Just be The best, cutest, quietest of yourself Definitely lip gloss He looks at you, and then he looks And then he walks and the smell of the sweater you again suddenly ape-scent gloriola and you get a passed to you by a girl in History that "He needs sweater back. He forgot you put it on in the tent on and he's looking for it." And you don't to die of humiliation, you know You are a person and this is a experience You can still hold your up high as you run from the classroom the stinking sweater from your body You look at that sweater, And you that love made you temporarily blind You've got a now, honey, and you'd never sink as low as him, you could blab it all over the school if you The label in sweater "100% Acrylic"