Watsky - V for Virgin lyrics

This is for those among us who got enough play though 12th grade to carry in an upside down teaspoon For every kid who could have counted their high school hookups on two hands tied behind their back For every kid the collective romantic prowess of Steve Urkel, Al Gore, Richard Simmons, Bill Gates and Screech from Saved by the Bell This is the anthem for those among us who got none in our formative years And this poem is for every high school Virgin who wouldn't have had it any other way You don't know the possibilities of a weekend until you'v cracked a six pack of Juice Squeeze with your boys, bumped B.I.G's Big Poppa and watched an entire Star Trek: The next generation marathon For me, Virgin was working And I can see why Trekkies greet each other by throwing up the letter V Live long and prosper It's time to reclaim the high school virgin as s**y I am talking damn that's some s**y peach fuzz s**y Picked last for kickball s**y He's so s**y his homework, the laundry and the dishes do themselves around him s**y I am talking cowlick, house arrest, sweatervest s**y bedrest, Led Zep air guitar s**y Pen Pal, study group, buddy system, teddy bear hand-me-downs sweatpants Corduroy s**y And yes, I am also talking check out the curves on that parabola s**y But mostly this is regular kid s**y Brown paper bag, unpopular for the right reasons, what a nice guy s**y Spends Fridays doing nothing with his friends s**y Screw your football team s**y I am talking Big Fat V on my lettermans jacket Cause I am varsity s**y So hold your head high in the struggle have pride in the struggle I can't rock your world, but damn can I cuddle Girl I wanna lay you down by the fire with a bowl of popcorn and watch Fresh Prince reruns This is for every kid who couldn't get it, didn't want to get it, or had it and gave it back So throw your Vs in the ayer if you're a true player And wave em side to side like you just don't cayer And for everyone here who was ever a virgin And for everyone here who's ever loved themself for who they are Keep your arm towards the sky And understand that at least one dorky white boy from the 415 knows it's the s**iest arm he's seen in his entire s**y life