Dormitory Girls

Looking through binoculars it’s you I see,
Moving all your stuff to university,
It’s clear that you exist just to torment me,
But at least I’m getting this abuse for free,
You are looking through your window,
You are only eighteen,
I am looking through your window,
I am also eighteen,
But I’m wearing camouflage,
Cause I don’t want to be seen,
And I’m singing you this song,
Baby, let’s sing,
You are the dormitory girls,
In sunglasses,
And your heads are just as tight,
As your asses,
But you know a little something about love,
And I know there’s no way you’re thinking of me,
You are the dormitory girls,
And ain’t you catches,
Shooting straight to the heads of your classes,
And you’re living for the luxury life,
Ain’t going to be anybody’s mom or wife,
While you are the dormitory girls,
Do you like that,
I think you like that,
Do you like that,
I think you like that,
You are the dormitory girls,
In sunglasses,
And your heads are just as tight,
As your asses,
But you know a little something about love,
And I know there’s no way you’re thinking of me,
You are the dormitory girls,
And ain’t you catches,
Shooting straight to the heads of your classes,
And you’re living for the luxury life,
Ain’t going to be anybody’s mom or wife,
While you are the dormitory girls,
Do you like that,
I think you like that,
Do you like that,
I think you like that,