Lyrics

[Verse 1] Fourteen cheerleader coldfront, point your nose beyond Creeping boys in alleys find them when you're gone [Chorus] Stick close to locker rooms and waving clothes to wear You will hold them dear to something queer and stare [Verse 2] Sixteen used companions have nowhere to stay Give them access to parking spaces, no coin meters there [Chorus] Stick close to locker rooms and waving clothes to wear You will hold them dear to something queer and stare You will hold them dear to something queer and stare