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Not Literally – Walk Of Shame lyrics
Hello daylight, my old friend.
I've gone and done it yet again.
And in the early morning light I see,
A Hufflepuff boy sleeping next to me.
Last night he seemed cute but now I'm thinking I was cursed.
But it gets worse.
It's time to take the walk of shame.
And from his creaky bed I creep.
Oh Merlin's beard please stay asleep.
The dungeon's never seemed so far away.
I haven't brushed my teeth since yesterday.
What I left in his room might make this my last hurrah: my wonder bra.
I must regret this walk of shame.
I see a prefect on the stair.
I can't avoid her knowing glare.
And I see figures moving through the fog.
The quidditch team out for their morning jog.
Then a gust of wing comes and blows my skirt over my ears.
The whole team cheers.
They know my past walks of shame.
But now I'm home so I don't care.
I brush the sandwich from my hair.
As I approach my bed I hear a snore.
My roommate's in it with some Gryffindor.
How thick her butterbeer goggles must have been
To sleep with him.
His turn to take the walk of shame.
I've gone and done it yet again.
And in the early morning light I see,
A Hufflepuff boy sleeping next to me.
Last night he seemed cute but now I'm thinking I was cursed.
But it gets worse.
It's time to take the walk of shame.
And from his creaky bed I creep.
Oh Merlin's beard please stay asleep.
The dungeon's never seemed so far away.
I haven't brushed my teeth since yesterday.
What I left in his room might make this my last hurrah: my wonder bra.
I must regret this walk of shame.
I see a prefect on the stair.
I can't avoid her knowing glare.
And I see figures moving through the fog.
The quidditch team out for their morning jog.
Then a gust of wing comes and blows my skirt over my ears.
The whole team cheers.
They know my past walks of shame.
But now I'm home so I don't care.
I brush the sandwich from my hair.
As I approach my bed I hear a snore.
My roommate's in it with some Gryffindor.
How thick her butterbeer goggles must have been
To sleep with him.
His turn to take the walk of shame.
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