Verse 1

Alila said, “I’ll be right back,”

And hurried down the hall,

She ducked into the washroom

While the school day filled the walls.

Then came the strangest rumor

From the principal’s office door—

A tumble of confused reports

That nobody could ignore.

Pre-Chorus

We pieced it all together

With a laugh and raised eyebrows,

Some stories grow like weeds

When they’re passed from mouth to mouth.

Chorus

Hey, Alila, take a breath,

Let the wild talk lose its hold,

Every hallway tale gets bigger