Lyrics:

A-B-C-D-E-G
i Never Learned To Spell
at Least Not Well
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
i Never Learned To Count
a Great Amount
but My Busy Mind Is Burning
to Use What Learning I've Got
i Won't Waste Any Time
i'll Strike While The Iron Is Hot
if They Asked Me, I Could Write A Book
about The Way You Walk And Whisper And Look
i Could Write A Preface On How We Met
so The World Would Never Forget
and The Simple Secret Of The Plot
is Just To Tell Them That I Love You A Lot
then The World Discovers As My Book Ends
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use To Hate To Go To School
i Never Cracked A Book;
i Played The Hook
never Answered Any Mail;
to Write I Used To Think Was Wasting Ink
it Was Never My Endeavor
to Be Too Clever And Smart
now I Suddenly Feel
a Longing To Write In My Heart
if They Asked Me, I Could Write A Book
about The Way You Walk And Whisper And Look
i Could Write A Preface On How We Met
so The World Would Never Forget
and The Simple Secret Of The Plot
is Just To Tell Them That I Love You A Lot
then The World Discovers As My Book Ends
how To Make Two Lovers A Friend