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I met her mother today I was nervous to do it I wasn't sure what to say What would I do if I blew it? "Be yourself," she says Be myself? says my head Now I'm thinking of Pez... And I'm thinking I'm dead But I walked up the stairs Took a left at the top I awaited a bear Sipping an otterpop Her mom was so nice Called me "from Subway" And I took the advice Took the intro my way Met her grandma and auntie In the downstairs, grey room I prepared a sea chantey But we left, so no boom Her mom met my dad I hugged my girlfriend goodbye She makes me so glad There's new life in my eye
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 3:17 AM UTC
I met her mom
I met her mother today I was nervous to do it I wasn't sure what to say What would I do if I blew it? "Be yourself," she says Be myself? says my head Now I'm thinking of Pez... And I'm thinking I'm dead But I walked up the stairs Took a left at the top I awaited a bear Sipping an otterpop Her mom was so nice Called me "from Subway" And I took the advice Took the intro my way Met her grandma and auntie In the downstairs, grey room I prepared a sea chantey But we left, so no boom Her mom met my dad I hugged my girlfriend goodbye She makes me so glad There's new life in my eye
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 3:17 AM UTC
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