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Flip
by Leah Dunn
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Hip Hip Hip Hooray
Barbeque. Memorial day
We drove in our matchbox car
To your house by Eleanor Park
Dad thought beer was fine
Mom brought a bottle of wine
Wondering how long we'll stay
Preparing not to say
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Out of my face
Doorbell. We're in your living room
One yell. We're taking off our shoes
You can slap my hand away from my mouth
I bite my nails to freak you out
I caught you staring at my jeans
I know I was thinner when I was sixteen
Oh sure I'll clear your plate
As long as you comment on what I ate
Then you can
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Out of my face
And you still think that I'm a cynical bitch
You might have a point. Get to it.
"Young lady, learn to use your words."
Fuck you. Is that clear enough sir?
You can
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Out of my out of my
Out of my face
Nobody wants to laugh at your jokes
But me and my mom will make fun of you on the car ride home
Hip Hip Hip Hooray
Barbeque. Memorial day
We drove in our matchbox car
To your house by Eleanor Park
Dad thought beer was fine
Mom brought a bottle of wine
Wondering how long we'll stay
Preparing not to say
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Out of my face
Doorbell. We're in your living room
One yell. We're taking off our shoes
You can slap my hand away from my mouth
I bite my nails to freak you out
I caught you staring at my jeans
I know I was thinner when I was sixteen
Oh sure I'll clear your plate
As long as you comment on what I ate
Then you can
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Out of my face
And you still think that I'm a cynical bitch
You might have a point. Get to it.
"Young lady, learn to use your words."
Fuck you. Is that clear enough sir?
You can
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Flip your burger and get out of my
Out of my out of my
Out of my face
Nobody wants to laugh at your jokes
But me and my mom will make fun of you on the car ride home
