You’re sisters all complain
That I ignore them
Well tell them tough shit
You know your friends are so lame
They make you do things
That you’d rather not do
Doesn’t sound like a friend to me
Does it to you?
They charge you twenty bucks
For every second that you’re late
I can’t remember when
You were ever on time for a date
Oh sister, yeah sorority girl
Oh sister, yeah sorority girl
You have to buy these jeans
Cause it’s your house code
God forbid you be different
And now I’m gonna explode
You say I’m too obsessive
Well here’s half a thought
It’s not that I’m a dick
I just hate the friends you’ve bought!
Oh sister, yeah sorority girl
Oh sister, yeah sorority girl
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