Met a girl at school and I fell in love,
Standing there at the front of my class,
She was talking but I wasn’t listening,
Saying something about Pythagoras.
As the bell went I built up my courage,
Walking slowly forward towards her lips,
I said baby could you tell me your name,
She said sure honey you can call me Miss!
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
To educate young minds,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
No teacher ever looked so fine,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
Knows about volcanoes and major fault lines,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
And I wish she was mine.
Everywhere I went she was there,
In my classes and the dinner queue,
Even at the side of the football pitch,
She was chasing me round school.
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
To educate young minds,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
No teacher ever looked so fine,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
Knows about volcanoes and major fault lines,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
And I wish she was mine.
I’ve got a job now with a fast food chain,
You know the one where the Colonel works,
When I go home the little lady complains,
Now you understand what school was for.
I say sure baby I should of listened to you,
She says I know honey as she kisses my lips,
I pick her up and I take her to bed,
Tomorrow the boys will be calling her Miss.
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
To educate young minds,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
No teacher ever looked so fine,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
Knows about volcanoes and major fault lines,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
And she’s mine.
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
To educate young minds,
She’s a TEACHER IN TRAINING,
No teacher ever looked so fine,
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