She still remembers
Walking through shame and cold fear
Whoee, doll, come here

Should she not react,
Or turn, and face the whistlers
Walk a bit faster

That stretch of hallway
Where sly boys formed a gauntlet
Eager eyes taunted
She still remembers
Walking through shame and cold fear
Whoee, doll, come here

Should she not react,
Or turn, and face the whistlers
Walk a bit faster

That stretch of hallway
Where sly boys formed a gauntlet
Eager eyes taunted