Live At Maxwell's (2002)

Imperial Teen Lyrics

Imperial Teen - Teacher's PetLyrics

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She's a mixed-up kind of girl The kind you wish you'd never met And like a dried-up pot of glue She only sticks when she is wet She went to school two days a week She learned to take what she could get She took the apple from my desk And now, look: she's teacher's pet They took the country from the girl But there's a country in her head She left the country for a boy It was a boy she'd never met They bought a matching pair of gloves And, holding hands, she lost her head She learned to sacrifice her love And now, look: she's teacher's pet She's a magazine She's a magazine She's a magazine tonight She's a magazine She's a magazine She's a magazine All right They took the country from the girl Under the carpet she was swept She took the country from the world And now, look: she's teacher's pet She's a magazine She's a magazine (And now, look: she's teacher's pet) She's a magazine tonight (And now, look: she's teacher's pet) She's a magazine She's a magazine (And now, look: she's teacher's pet) She's a magazine All right (And now, look: she's teacher's pet) She's a magazine She's a magazine (And now, look: she's teacher's pet) She's a magazine tonight (And now, look: she's teacher's pet) She's a magazine She's a magazine (And now, look: she's teacher's pet) She's a magazine All right (And now, look: she's teacher's pet) All right!
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