(Cummings/Wallace)



Well you asked me to be your escort baby

On Graduation Day

Wrote me a note and here's what you wrote

You cried boo hoo hoo

And your tears were killin' me babe

Wah wah wah.



I think you better straighten out

Gimme a break

Straighten out ... if you can

I heard you knockin' but you couldn't come in

And we went walkin' down the road to the bin

That was when you were ten, now is now, then was then

Ha ha ha.



Well I telephoned you and I asked if I might just happen to be your chaperone

To the Highbridge comin'-out do

You said goodbye and I began to cry

I said boo hoo hoo

'Cause your leavin' was shakin' me up

Wah wah wah.



I think you better straighten out.