| Must I memorize a book
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| To be considered wise
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| When I can look into your eyes?
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| Literature is such a bore
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| And mathematics too
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| I’d much prefer to learn about you
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| You’re the only kind of knowledge
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| They don’t teach at any college
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| You’re an education in yourself
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| There are poems and romances
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| In the glamour of your glances
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| You’re an education in yourself
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| Of all the famous dates in history
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| I recall but a few
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| The fourth of July
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| And my dates with you
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| You’ve a kiss that’s scientific
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| Though it’s tender it’s terrific
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| You’re an education in yourself
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| You’re the kind of mental training
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| I could take without complaining
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| You’re an education in yourself
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| Intricate as economics
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| Simple as the Sunday comics
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| You’re an education in yourself
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| And there are geometric figures
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| In your beautiful curves
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| They’re good on the eyes
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| But bad for the nerves
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| You are my encyclopedia
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| Let me take you home and read ya
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| You’re an education in yourself
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| You’re an education in yourself |