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And fancy suits for the beau

And everyone just guesses

Who is gonna go.



Will I go, or will I stay?

I like it here at home,

The money I would not pay

And my hair I would not comb.



But at my house I'd miss my friends,

Looking silly in uniform.

The color always blends

When I live life in my dorm.



So I think now I will go,

Even if I look a little strange

Or as beautiful as a doe.

My mind I will soon change.