Legend of the Pantyhose

It wasn't that it was sheer, Definitely, wearing it I could bear, But when people stopped and looked, I started thinking, 'My goose is cooked,' Why are they staring at me that way? Maybe I shouldn't have worn pantyhose today, When I walked passed them boys, Ah, they really can be toys, My mother saw me when I got back, She'd always said, a sense of fashion did I lack, She was suprised to see I'd worn pantyhose, I walked away sticking in the air, my nose, I promise my hips aren't that wide anymore, A month of lectures was a total bore, Nevertheless, the work had made me lose weight, From morning till night, I hardly ate, So I sit behind the class writing stuff, When exams come around, boy will I have it rough, But still I feel pretty as a rose, Sharing with you, the day I wore pantyhose.