Hey, man, I don't feel like going to school no more
Me neither - you can't make me go - no way daddy-o
I ain't going to school, it starts too early for me
Well listen man, I ain't going to school no more
It starts much, much too early for me
I don't care about readin', writin', 'rithmatic or history
I'm gonna walk up to the corner and meet my little Marie
I'm gonna walk up to the corner and meet my little Marie
Well she's the only one in this whole world who understands me
Well, she's sexy and seventeen, my little rock'n'roll queen
Acts a little bit obscene, gotta let off a little steam
Dig that sound and shake it around, you're mine, mine, mine
Johnny and Eddie and me and Jimmy and Jack
Are gonna do a little number on the teacher when she turns her back
We gonna cut out-a class and meet the girls by the railroad tracks
Well, ev'ry friday night, there's a band that you gotta hear
Just a dollar to get in and twenty five cents a beer
They play rock'n'roll music like it hasn't been rocked for years
When I hear that rockin' beat, I can't sit still up out-a my seat
Come on baby shuttle 'round your feet
Can't learn nothin' in school they won't teach you on the street
Whoa, whoa, baby I like your style
Whoa, whoa, baby I like your style
You don't care what the other kids say, you go real wild
Writer(s): Brian Setzer
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