El Baile Del Fin De Semana

Long socks, incredibly white
Her skirt almost reaches her knees
With her eyes on the books and giant glasses
Typical image of an innocent student

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday
Her eyes don’t stray from the lines in the books
But Friday comes for that sweet little girl,
And something heats up between her legs

The weekend dance
Is what helps her wake up every morning
It’s the weekend dance
Overcoming the hysteria of human life

And that day, the girl doesn’t go straight home
She takes a detour from her usual route
Turning at the corner, all the paths
To meet up with her old friend!

They both head together to a dark alley
And there she undresses a bit for the occasion
Overcoming the hysteria of human life
They start the weekend dance