Lyrics:

Don't you think that I'm bound to react now?

Well, my fingers are definitely turning to black now

Yeah, well maybe I'll put my love on ice

Teach myself, maybe that'll be nice

Yeah



My books are sitting at the top of the stack now

The longer words are really breaking my back now

Maybe I'll learn to understand

Drawing a square with a pencil in hand, yeah



Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah

Ah,ah,ah,ah,ah



Mathematically turning the page

Unequivocally showing my age

I'm practically center stage

Undeniably earning your wage

Well maybe I'll put my love on ice

And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeah



Listen master, can you answer a question?

Is it the fingers, or the brain

that you're teaching A lesson?

I can't tell you how proud I am

I'm writing down things that I don't understand

Well, maybe I'll put my love on ice

And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice



Yeah,yeah,yeah