Moaning Myrtles Wrocking Around The Bathroom Stall
Wrocking around the bathroom stall ’cause there’s nothing
else to do
I didn’t get asked to the Yule Ball, so I’m feeling
pretty blue
Wrocking around the bathroom stall, no one wants to be my
date
Instead of love and Christmas joy, I’m suddenly filled
with hate
Even bathroom ghosts need company on Christmas Eve
Harry, kiss me in the snow, I’ll deck the stalls with
lots of mistletoe
Wrocking around the bathroom stall and trying not to moan
I can hear the party down the hall, but I’m dancing all
alone
Even bathroom ghosts need company on Christmas Eve
Harry, kiss me in the snow, I’ll deck the stalls with
lots of mistletoe
Wrocking the bathroom stall and trying not to moan
I can hear the party down the hall, but I’m dancing all
alone
