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    Posted by polegypsy on January 1, 2012 at 4:50 pm

    so random but funny, (here are the lyrics for it as well)

    http://youtu.be/VHQFDf96yrw 

    Girls,
    I know you will understand this
    and feel the intrinsic incredible emotion
    You have just pulled over your head the worn,
    warm sweater belonging to a boy
    Now, you haven't had a passionate
    kissing session or anything,
    but you got to go on a camping trip with him
    and eight other people from school
    And you practically slept together,
    your sleeping bag right next to his
    And you woke in the night to watch him as he slept
    but you couldn't see anything 'cause it was dark
    so you just laid there and listened to his breathing
    and wondered if your heart might burst
    The sweater has that faintly goat-like smell
    which all teenage boys possess,
    and that smell will lovingly transfer
    to all your other clothes
    If you get to keep it for a few
    days you can sleep with it
    but don't let your mom see, 'cause she'll say,
    "what is that filthy thing, and who does it belong to
    besides the trash man?"
    So you have to keep it under the covers with you
    You can kind of lie it beside you,
    or wrap it around your waist,
    or touch it on your legs, or whatever
    That's your business
    Now if the sweater has, like, reindeer on it
    or is a funny color like yellow… I'm sorry,
    you can't get away with a sweater like that
    Look for brown, or grey, or blue
    Anything other than that, and you
    know you're dealing with
    someone who's different
    And different is NOT what you're looking for
    You're looking for those Teenage Alpine ski-chiseled features
    and that sort of blank look which
    passes for deep thought
    or at least the notion that someone's home
    You're looking for the boy of your dreams
    who is the same boy in the dreams of all your friends.
    Now the sweater isn't going to fit you of course,
    you kind of have to roll up the sleeves in a jaunty way that says
    this is the sweater belonging to a boy,
    and the boy is a genuine hunka hunka burning love,
    and this is not just some hand me down from your brother or your father
    Monday, wear the sweater
    to school
    Be calm, look cute
    Don't tell him about the dream you had
    about the place the two of you would share
    when you get older
    Just be yourself
    The best, cutest, quietest version of yourself
    Definitely wear lip gloss
    He looks at you, and then he looks away
    And then he walks away
    and the smell of the sweater hits you again suddenly
    like ape-scent gloriola
    and you get a note passed to you
    by a girl in History that says
    "He needs that sweater back.
    He forgot you put it on in the tent on Saturday
    and he's been looking for it."
    And you don't have to die of humiliation,
    You are a strong person
    and this is a learning experience
    You can still hold your head up high as
    you run from the classroom
    tearing the stinking sweater from your body.
    You look at that sweater, carefully,
    and you realize that love made you temporarily blind.
    You've got a secret now, honey,
    and though you'd never sink as low as him,
    you could blab it all over the school if you wanted
    The label in that sweater
    said "100% Acrylic" 

    http://youtu.be/VHQFDf96yrw 

    polegypsy replied 13 years, 4 months ago 1 Member · 0 Replies
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