He was born in a depressed nation Started tough and worked his way right off the street Thumbed his nose at a graduation Wheeled and dealed, his education was complete He’s got all his hair, but his life is a wreck Always been a brat, he don’t get no respect He’s got the time, he’s got the money You better get out of his way You better watch out for him, sonny
CHORUS: Back to school He’s gonna take that plunge Gonna jump back in there Back to school He’s gonna shape his mind Gonna shed old skin there Back to school
Spent some time in appreciation of finer arts And the human body mysteries Scoring high in procreation Got an ’A’ in the study of female anatomy
He thinks about his teacher in his literary class He’s staring at her legs But he’s dreaming ’bout her face He’s got the time He’s got the money You better get out of his way You better watch out for him, sonny
CHORUSTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
