Yeah, the teacher really likes me 
This could be the year I really get lucky 
I hope my thoughts don't appear too clear on my face
That's why my sunglasses are on my head

Spilled the milk so the honey takes notice 
I act lost to start conversation at all costs
I'm looking for a woman to be this boys one and only someone

Hey
Here we are, gather round 
Gonna make it stick with all the pages glued 
Mom and Dad will surely be proud
Wait, turn around 
It is true, I have five more surprises I can show to you 
Arts and Crafts always please a crowd

Despite learning nothing
I know the tempo for her heart's about 83 
Till the pen dries up, every word will be dedicated to her

Shake a little, be a spider if you have to 
Collect coins to make it seem worth you
Wait, did you think empty pockets are cool to a woman north of eighteen?