Walk into the bathroom
Got stuff on my mind
That Potter boy's got so much to answer for.
I hear a sobbing
It comes from a stall
What's your deal and why are you crying?
She said Whoa, you don't know,
And I don't think you can!
There's a boy I like
And you wouldn't understand.
He's got eyes to die for!
But you're already dead
Black hair and a scar!
Is it on his forehead?
Whoa
Chorus:
Harry, it's Harry, we're both in love with Harry,
Head over heals, this can't be real
Boy get out of our minds!
Harry, it's Harry, we're both in awe of Harry
It's so hard to fight 'cause he's SUCH A ROIDE!!
Don't let him out of your sight!
It's a dilemma, I'm sure you'll agree
That what we have is a difficult story
She keeps on wailing
I get annoyed
Stop your moaning, come and help me!
We'll make a plan
And bring the boy to us!
We'll get our man
He'll have to pick one of us!
Whoa