Generic Sluts

You walk the halls,as if they belong to you
With your mini skirts and heels and your accessories,too.
You all walk right past me and my friends with your posse of  sluts, what a slew. They follow you like you own them, because you do.

You get so many boyfriends,you could sing your ABC's with their names.
But when you put on your five-inch heeles and your stuffed push-up bra, you feel no shame.
With all those diet pills you swallow, how do you stay sane?
You see an attractive boy and hike up your skirt and pull down on your shirt
But it's an action in vain.
We all know who you are, your a generic slut!
You'r all the same.

You thrive off of attention
And did i forget to mention, you forgot your trashy hair extentions?
You and your friends, you are all so fake.
Wear some clothes that fit, for Satan's sake.
Try looking in an English book, and learn to enunciate.