| Gettin’lots of action havin’lots of fun.
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| Scorin’like a bandit 'til the bubble burst
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| Suddenly it got to be September first.
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| Woe
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| is me — all summer long I was happy and free.
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| Save my soul
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| the board of education took away my parole.
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| I gotta go back
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| back
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| back to school again.
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| You won’t find me 'till the clock strikes three
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| I’m gonna be there 'til then. |
| d again.
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| I gotta go back
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| back
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| back to schoohool again.
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| Whoa
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| whoa — I got to go back to school
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| Geometry an history is just a pain
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| Biology and chemistry destroys my brain.
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| Well
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| don’t they know that I desenre a better fate?
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| I’m really much too young to matriculate.
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| Well Mama
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| please
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| your child’s come down with a fatal desease.
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| Mama said: Come on you lazy Bum
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| and get your butt outta bed.
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| You gotta go back
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| back
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| back to school again.
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| It’s bye bye fun
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| get your homework done
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| And better be in by ten.
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| I gotta go back
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| back
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| back to school again.
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| Whoa
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| whoa — I got to go back to school again.
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| I got my books together and I dragged my feet
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| And then I saw this angel boppin’down the street.
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| I said: Hey! |
| Pretty baby
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| how’s about a date?
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| She said: I’m goin’to school and I can’t be late.
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| Well
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| I could see the look in her eyes was sayin': Follow me.
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| And I was caught I thought of playin’hookey but on second thought.
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| I gotta go back
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| back
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| back to school again.
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| You won’t find me 'til the clock strikes three |