Gauntlets Laid Down

From Lingering by Bryon Bowers

Slapped By 2

Words by Bryon Bowers

Upside down On the Monkey Bars Your Number 2's Legs Struttin' up to me Hands on her Hips She slapped me Hard With a "Yes, No, Maybe" In the School Play Yard got it back to you Waiting for the bus Walked away tall With my Head Held High [Chorus] Gauntlets Laid Down Slapped By Two I Suffered Stupid And Shame for you "Yes, No, Maybe" I said Yes Never got to see you In Your Birthday Dress You came in a pair All Blue eyes Peeking through Your Blonde Curly Hair Your partner in crime Always around Making eyes at me With her short shorts on and legs to the moon Will I go to your party? Hell yes! I'll bring a present You bring your Birthday Dress [Chorus] Gram-ah said I couldn't Go Asked her Why? She said "Cause I said so" I said "That's a stupid reason" She slapped me Hard Defiance in my eyes Then came Shame It was the First and Last Time She ever had to slap me But in her defense I had it coming Hormones Raging Head was floating In Blue Eyes Curly Blonde Hair And Legs to the moon [Chorus] Next Week Came Raining out Everybody cooped up In the Gym You sat next to him She let me know I was dead to you Then she slipped Me her number 2 weeks steady With your Number 2 [Chorus]
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