"Henriette" as written by Rachael Claire Price, Mike S Olson, Bridget Kearney and Michael Daniel Calabrese....
Who you fooling now with your bookish smarts?
Quotin’ jamie joyce make me feel
Make me feel like a total arse
Got it down like a practiced art; like a perfect part

Talk to me at night with your voice oily
Think you can’t be broke, what a joke
What a joke callin’ me doily
Think I like when you dress boy-l
Your makeup coyly

I never loved you Henriette
I never liked my sobriquette
I never read your serviette
I never loved you Henriette

When we went our ways, you left your gourd behind
I never cared for rows and I got
And I got sort of bored besides
Of your notes and your peephole eyes
And those spurious sighs

I never loved you Henriette
I never liked my sobriquette
I never read your serviette
I never loved you Henriette

Henriette, sobriquette, serviette
I never loved you Henriette


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