Hygiene

Lyrics for Hygiene

Hey, there goes the girl Whose hair looks like it's always slept on Miss designer jeans, there come on You know the type, the type of girl That makes you feel right at home And a phone and at home Although you know she has never known Talk about hygiene No! Invalid entry She's all the life Everybody's party You hear all the talk The stories that everyone just denies But then why do they turn their heads? When she walks on by? Talk about hygiene Talk about hygiene She makes the world go 'round and 'round She makes the world go up and down