i'm a graduate school professor
until she looks at me
--the honey in the front row--
oh girl, just let me be!
i'm a man of subtle learning
until she begins to smile
and her lavish eyes shine such surprise
and my thoughts feel so defiled.
i wonder: will she be a bright one
and challenge me to match...?
or play so lost and helpless
throwing herself to me to catch?
o baby...what are ya doing here?
don't you know i have to teach?
...how i dream that i'm a lifeguard
and she is drowning at the beach...
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