Zwemles
The Amazing Stroopwafels
Swim Class
I see those creepy plastic shoes and I beg, not again
I'm hooked, the whole pool's going up and down
And he dunks me under; I see blue and I see green
Just when I'm about to drown, he says, "Let's do it again"
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If I had to go back to the pool, I’d be totally freaked out
It should just burn to hell, lifeguard, this is your last bout
Shivering and chattering, I have to line up in the queue
"Quit your whining," he yells, "you gotta get through swim class, dude"
And he throws me in the deep end, I sink down to the floor
And I fight and I come up, my eyes burning from the chlorine
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Swimming, damn it, swimming
Swimming, damn it, swimming
To my great delight, I read in the local paper
Despite all that water, the pool’s caught fire
The cops are clueless who committed this crime
Mentally, I was the culprit, the pool's arsonist, no lie
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