(lyrics are spoken)

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,