A Lonely Coed

I just can't seem to get that campus bloom.
When I come in, the boys all leave the room.
I just don't seem to attract.
I'm just a lonely coed.
I wear my clothes like all the other girls,
I wear my hair in all the latest curls,
They just don't seem to react.
I'm just a lonely coed.
Maybe I don't know enough of the tricks,
Maybe I lack technique,
Maybe there's something I could fix,
Maybe my line is weak.
While everybody else is making love
I sit with folded hands, the picture of
A total failure, a flop.
I'm just a lonely, lonely coed.
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