I was sitting in the classroom, Trying to look intelligent In case the teacher looked at me. She was long and she was lean. She's a middle-aged dream, And that lady means the whole world to me. It's a natural achievement, Conquering my homework With her image pounding in my brain. She's an inspiration For my graduation, And she helps to keep the classroom sane. Oh teacher I need you, Like a little child. You got something in you To drive a schoolboy wild. You give me education In the lovesick blues. Help me get straight come out and say, Teacher I, teacher I, teacher I, Teacher I need you. I have to write a letter, Tell about my feelings, Just to let her know the scene. Focus my attention On some further education In connection with the birds and the bees. So I'm sitting in the classroom. I'm looking like a zombie. I'm waiting for the bell to ring. I've got John Wayne stances. I've got Erroll Flynn advances, And it doesn't mean a doggone thing.