Letra de The this many boyfriends club

This many boyfriends walk her home
This many boyfriends ring the phone

Lori, Lori what´s the story?
All those boys think you are boring
They just see those bobby socks
Not what´s beneath those curly locks

It makes me mad
When I see them make you sad
Sometimes I wanna be real bad
And shove those words back down their throat

Lori, Lori what´s the story?
Let´s go do some apple coring
We will bake an apple pie
Maybe that will dry your eyes

The oven´s warm
How come your hands are so cold?

Lori, Lori what´s the hurry?
So they think they´re judge and jury
The reason we cause such a flurry
Is they´ll never love so purely

We tip over apple carts
With the pounding of our hearts

Lori, Lori don´t you worry
We´ll have our own swimming party
We´ll swim up and we´ll swim back
Now you´re sitting in my lap

And there´s one thing I forgot
I love Lori a lot.