18:Road To Regionals.

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I decided to change my look slightly, today I was wearing a dress it was grey and had the sleeves cut at the shoulder and I had a large black bow headband, with tights and my usual grey wedges. I grabbed my backpack and was about to step out the door.

"Rachel?" I called...no reply. So I just shut the door and left.


We were writing songs for Regionals! It was the decision and Quinn and I were supporting her along with Finn too. 


 Then Santana was singing her song she made with Tina which got me really pissed off.


Guppy Face, Trouty Mouth

Is that how people's lips look where you come from in the South ?

Grouper Mouth, Froggy Lips

I love suckin' on those salamander lips

Wanna put a fish hook in those lips so cherry red

If you tried hard enough you could suck a baby's hand

Wooh!

"Okay can we stop?" Sam asked cutting her off.

"Sit down I'm not done." She replied.

"Yes you are." I growled.

"Stop with the mouth jokes!," Sam boomed.

"Mr. Schue we are not doing a song at Regionals about called Trouty Mouth." Sam said and I sat him back in his seat.

"I have to agree with Sam on this one, but such a good effort." Mr. Schue said and I hugged Sammy in his chair.


Then Puck tried.

  My girl went to the doctor cause her heart had palpitations
He said cut the carbs, or else she'd end up pushing up carnations
She stepped up on the scale and the doctor said, "Oh Lordy"
If you don't drop a few, girl, you won't make it past age forty

My girl said, "Hey lookie, on my fancy x-ray chart"
Said the doctor, "Holy hell that's one G.D. big ass heart"

I'm telling you my friend, my girl's got a big ass heart
When she shops for groceries that heart gets its own damn cart
That big ass heart can pump two tons of love through her chest
And then sit down and win a lovin' pie-eating contest

I love that big ass heart so much I think it isn't fair
Like how your heart won't pay me back for breaking all my chairs
So sick with love I think I'm coming down with rickets
When that big ass heart flies coach it has to pay for two plane tickets

Oh, that big ass heart
Oh, that big ass heart  


THEN MERCEDES.

Mama said "get yo' ass out of bed!"

I said "hell to the no!"
Said "wash your grandma's nasty hair!"
I said "hell to the no!", oh
They tried to take away my tots
I said "hell to the no!"
Yeah, 'cause I'm the one that calls the shots
and I say "hell to the no!", oh

Try to make me change my weave
Well I got something up my sleeve
It's a whole lot of

Woah oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I said Woah oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I'm not tryin' to diva out
But this show's gotta stop, so shout
Woah oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

Tell me I should eat my Wheaties
You know what? "hell to the no!"
Tell me I'd come down with diabetes
"hell to the no!"

Try to make me change my eats
But baby, that just isn't me
I'm a whole lot of

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