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Pink dress
When I was ten my dad bought me this pink dress
I hated pink
And what did a skinny tomboy need a dress for?
I
hated that
pink dress
But my dad wanted me to have it
So I kept it
I even wore it once to hang with the boys
They didn't approve
I
hated that
pink dress
even more
My dad said I should grow up and wear it to school
Be a lady for once
not some gangly looking boy
So I did
I wore it to school
And everyone looked at me different
I didn't care
I just had to be a lady today
So ate with the ladies and talked to the ladies
They all smirked at me from behind napkins
But said nothing overturned
I got home in my dress and my dad said
Drunker then drunk
Why the fuck do you listen to me
You look worse then a gangly boy
Now you look like a gay kid
That should've been swallowed
I
hated that
pink dress
But I wore it again
One last time to pick my dad up from the whalers club
Down on belville ave
He was piss drunk laying with his head sprawled on top of the bar
Sleeping in a puddle of regret
I just held my head up high
and said
daddy , Daddy ,daddy
Look I wore the pink dress
He looked up at me and smiled
Yeah daddy loves that pink dress
I fucking
Hated that
Pink dress
I hated pink
And what did a skinny tomboy need a dress for?
I
hated that
pink dress
But my dad wanted me to have it
So I kept it
I even wore it once to hang with the boys
They didn't approve
I
hated that
pink dress
even more
My dad said I should grow up and wear it to school
Be a lady for once
not some gangly looking boy
So I did
I wore it to school
And everyone looked at me different
I didn't care
I just had to be a lady today
So ate with the ladies and talked to the ladies
They all smirked at me from behind napkins
But said nothing overturned
I got home in my dress and my dad said
Drunker then drunk
Why the fuck do you listen to me
You look worse then a gangly boy
Now you look like a gay kid
That should've been swallowed
I
hated that
pink dress
But I wore it again
One last time to pick my dad up from the whalers club
Down on belville ave
He was piss drunk laying with his head sprawled on top of the bar
Sleeping in a puddle of regret
I just held my head up high
and said
daddy , Daddy ,daddy
Look I wore the pink dress
He looked up at me and smiled
Yeah daddy loves that pink dress
I fucking
Hated that
Pink dress
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