Imperial Teen - Teacher's Pet Lyrics
She's a mixed up kind of girlthe kind you wish you'd never metand like a dried up pot of glueshe only sticks when she is wet.She went to school two days a weekShe learned to take what she could getShe took the apple from my deskand now look she's teacher's petThey took the country fromthe girl but there's a country in her headShe left the country for a boyIt was a boy she'd never metThey bought a matching pair of glovesand holding hands she lost her headShe learned to sacrifice her loveand now look she's teacher's pet.She's a magazineshe's a magazineshe's a magazine, tonight.She's a magazineshe's a magazineshe's a magazine, alright.They took the country from the girlUnder the carpet she was sweptShe took the country from the worldand now look she's teacher's pet.