"Hygiene" lyrics - SCREAM

Hey, there goes the girl
Whose hair looks like it's always slept on
Miss designer jeans, there come on

You know the type, the type of girl
That makes you feel right at home
And a phone and at home
Although you know she has never known

Talk about hygiene
Hygiene
Hygiene
Hygiene

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She's all the life
Everybody's party

You hear all the talk
The stories that everyone just denies
But then why do they turn their heads?
When she walks on by?

Talk about hygiene
Hygiene
Hygiene
Hygiene

Talk about hygiene
Hygiene
She makes the world go 'round and 'round
She makes the world go up and down
Hygiene