Harriet The Spy Testo

Testo Harriet The Spy

Harriet the SpyNotebook full of goodies on other people's lives
And her friends all wonder, they wonder why
Only when happy when
Things all go her way
And she doesn't need
To pretend
Oh pessimisstic, Harriet the Spy
It's no surprise
She doesn't like me
And wonders if my mom sorry she had me
It's no surprise
The tears in my eyes
She wants to pull down my pants and laugh at me
She wonders if
The lady with the cross eyes
Looks in the mirror and wants to die
And she's got me wondering why
Even behind her mother's back
Just because she kind of resembles a giraffe
Oh, she'll pull down my pants and laugh
It's no surprise she doesn't like me
And wonders if my mom's sorry she had me
It's no surprise the tears in my eyes
She wants to pull down my pants and laugh at me
It's no surprise she doesn't like me
Wonders if my mom's sorry she had me
It's no surprise the tears in my eyes
She wants to pull down my pants and laugh at me
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