Lyrics:

Oh, don't you think that I'm bound to react now? Well, My fingers definitely turning to black now yeeah Maybe I'll put my love on ice And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeaah My books are sitting at the top of the stack now Well, The longer words are really breaking my back now yeaah Maybe I'll learn to understand, Drawing a square with a pencil in hand, yeah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahh, ahhh 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 Teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeeaah Listen master can you answer a ques- tion? Is it the fingers, or the brain that you're teaching the lesson? Oh, I can't tell you how BROAD (I think!!!) I am Writing down things I don't understand Well, maybe I'll put my love on ice And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice, yeeaah yeeeah, yeeeah, yeeeah