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On a beech tree rudely carved
Nc was here
Why did she do it?
Was she scared or sad?
On a beech tree rudely carved
Nc loved me
Why did she do it?
Was she bored, or pushed
Do something pretty while you can
Don't be a fool
Reading the gospel to yourself is fine
Do something pretty while you can
Don't be afraid
Skating a pirouette on ice is cool
On a bus stop in the town
we rule the school
Written for everyone to see and read
On a bus stop in the town
we rule the school
Written for everyone with eyes in their head
Do something pretty while you can
Don't fall asleep
Driving from california to new york
Call me a prophet if you like
It's no secret
You know the world is made for men
You know the world is made for men
You know the world is made for men
Not us