School Uniforms

It all started on the school bus, you were nine and I was ten
Remember you had a walkman, all I had was a middle part and a pen

Oh sweet Louise, whatever happened to her

Then it all went downhill, you grew tall I stayed the same
I guess that that’s just puberty, making us boys always play a losing game
Oh sweet Louise

I always found it hard to work things through
Those school uniforms made a joke, made a joke of me and you.
I’m glad I’m not back in school.

She got an older boyfriend (how could she?), had a beard, smoked
marlboro reds,
How can I compete with that? I don’t even know the location of the
bike sheds.

Oh sweet Louise

I always found it hard to work things through,
Those school uniforms made a joke, made a joke of me and you.
I always found it hard to work things through,
Those school uniforms made a joke, made a joke of me and you.

I remember short skirts, long hair, my hormones flying everywhere.

I always found it hard to work things through,
Those school uniforms made a joke, made a joke of me and you.
I always found it hard to work things through,
Those school uniforms made a joke, made a joke of me and you.

I’m glad I’m not back in school