But I'll kiss your ear OK
And whisper a little something
To love you on your way
Once upon a time
There was a bad little boy name you
Who was a sexy little naughty
Who held the teachers view
She made it a point to watch his progress
And leaned over him close for a better view
And then she'd asked him a question
And told him look at her when he answered to
So he turned as he was said
And brushed his cheek and gasped instead
And she told him that just was not going to do
She's need to tutor him a little more after school
And with her hand she brushed him there
And told him don't be late with the most obvious of stares
And to remember not to break the golden rule
Never keep the teacher waiting
And always bring a sharp pencil to class after school
