| I was sitting in the classroom
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| Trying to look intelligent
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| In case the teacher looked at me She was long and she was lean
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| She’s a middle-aged dream
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| And that lady means the whole world to me It’s a natural achievement
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| Conquering my homework
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| With her image pounding in my brain
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| She’s an inspiration
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| For my graduation
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| And she helps to keep the classroom sane
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| Oh teacher I need you like a little child
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| You got something in you to drive a schoolboy wild
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| You give me education in the lovesick blues
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| Help me get straight come out and say
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| Teacher I, teacher I, teacher I, Teacher I need you
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| I have to write a letter
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| Tell about my feelings
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| Just to let her know the scene
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| Focus my attention
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| On some further education
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| In connection with the birdies and the bees
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| So I’m sitting in the classroom
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| I’m looking like a zombie
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| I’m waiting for the bell to ring
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| I’ve got John Wayne stances
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| I’ve got Erroll Flynn advances
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| And it doesn’t mean a doggone thing |