Letras: Busted. Busted. What I Go To School For.

Ho, yeah, yeah

Her voice is echoed in my mind
I count the days till she is mine
I can't tell my friends 'cause they will laugh
I love a member of the staff

And I fight my way to front of class
To get the best view of her ass
I drop a pencil on the floor
She bends down and shows me more

That's what I go to school for
Even though it is a real bore
You can call me crazy
But I know that she craves me
That's what I go to school for
Even though it is a real bore
Girlfriends I've had plenty
None like Miss Mackenzie
That's what I go to school for
That's what I go to school for

So she may be thirty three
But that doesn't bother me
Her boyfriend's working out of town
I find a reason to go 'round

I climb a tree outside her home
To make sure that she's alone
I've seen her in her underwear
I can't help but stop and stare

That's what I go to school for
Even though it is a real bore
You can call me crazy
But I know that she craves me
That's what I go to school for
Even though it is a real bore
Girlfriends I've had plenty
None like Miss Mackenzie
That's what I go to school for
That's what I go to school for

Everyone that you teach all day
Knows you're looking at me in a different way
I guess that's why
My marks are getting so high

I can see those tell tale signs telling me that I was on your mind
(On your mind)
I can see that you wanted more
When you told me that "I'm what you go to school for
I'm what you go to school for"

She's packed her bag into the trunk
Looks like she's picked herself a hunk
We drive past school to say goodbye
My friends, they can't believe their eyes

That's what I go to school for
Even though it is a real bore
You can call me crazy
(Crazy)
But I know that she craves me
That's what I go to school for
Even though it is a real bore
Girlfriends I've had plenty
None like Miss Mackenzie
That's what I go to school for
That's what I go to school for