Conehead Buddha

School Daze
Teacher, teacher, couldn't you please call on someone else? I know I've been here all day long, but my mind's been somewhere else. Dreaming of nights at the drive-in, when I should've been home in bed. I'd sure like to share my delight in all this, but I can't stand up, I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. Sitting in anticipation of the classroom bell. The girl that sits in front of me, I know her really well. Holding her hand in the hallway, we used to kiss in the dark. Some other time, I would jump at the chance, but I can't stand up, I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. Friday nights, I swear I'll never forget the way we danced. Writing letters to each other, now that was sweet romance. I went on a date with the prom queen, she was s'posed to be home by ten. I'd sure like to tell you about it sometime, but I can't stand up, I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. I can't stand up just yet. From Letras Mania