Paper Skirt

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I was tryin' to look away real fast
I see all kinds of things I never seen before
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My hair was long, [?]

I called them my paper skirts
Somethin' about them, [?] ripped into cloth
It ripped like paper
I'd bend down to kneel, they'd rip

Used to think they were gonna beat me up, but
They were making clickin' sounds, whistlin'

I was walking on the other side of the street
A boy in his ten-year-old jeans
It looked like I was wearin' a skirt

There was one house on the corner
Guys you'd see smokin', sit around drinkin'
I started to rеalize people likеd me better if they thought I was a girl

Making these clicking sounds
They'd rip when I kneel
I call 'em my paper skirts

I was walking on the other side of the street
A boy in his ten-year-old jeans
They couldn't tell my skirt was made of paper

It looked like I was wearing a skirt
My hair was long
I started to realize people liked me better if they thought I was a girl

One time I [?]
I started to realize people liked me better if they thought I was a girl
It looked like I was wearing a skirt
I call 'em my paper skirts