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Eight o’clock in the morning
And I’m movin’ on out to school;
With an open book and a sleepy look,
The teacher can’t be fooled.
I take a pass in an early class,
The teacher will never know,
That I postponed my work at home
Watching the evening show.
Hey, there! Anthony boy, why ‘r’ you in such a rush?
The girl she wanna talk to you,
Look at him he’s-a blush.

Three o’clock in the afternoon
Completes a day of school;
Before the thing can cease the ring,
He’s in the vestibule.
Betty and Barbara and Jeanie and Jane
Are yackity-yackin’ with Joan,
About some things that Anthony told
Her over the telephone.

Hey, there! Anthony boy, why ‘r’ you in such a rush?
The girl she wanna talk to you,
Look at him he’s-a blush.

Hey, there! Anthony boy, why ‘r’ you in such a rush?
The girl she wanna talk to you,
Look at him he’s-a blush.

Betty told me the secret
That I had told her not to tell;
Now that she knows I know
You know that all is well.
Come come Tony, me boy,
Don’t let ‘em get in your hair,
With a good education you may
Become a multi-millionaire.

Hey, there! Anthony boy, why ‘r’ you in such a rush?
The girl she wanna talk to you,
Look at him he’s-a blush.

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