I had to include this because it’s a more fun arrangement than the “studio” version—it’s actually played, live, by real musicians, and not just me on a keyboard. That’s not me singing, as I’m playing trumpet. With only a few rehearsals before performing, it’s really ragged—missed notes, forgotten lyrics, and a bass drum pedal that was being balky. The audience forgave, exuberantly.
Dropped out of Sunday school
Never measured with no golden rule
The only good I wanna be’s to you-hou-ou
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Never studied for big exams
Or answered questions with polite “Yes, ma’ams”
The only things I pass are notes to you-hou-ou
Put down your book and…
CHORUS
Slide across the upholstery
And sail with me on a truant sea
Take the wheel; you can be my guest
I never really passed the driver’s test
Haven’t clapped erasers yet
Only gerbils are the teacher’s pet
The only class that matters is in you-hou-ou
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Fed reports to rabid dogs
Busted educators copping snogs
The only subject that I study’s you
Open that book and…
CHORUS
Dropped out of Sunday school
Never measured with no golden rule
The only good I wanna be’s to you-hou-ou
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Never studied for big exams
Or answered questions with polite “Yes, ma’ams”
The only things I pass are notes to
The only subject I adore is
The only good I wanna be’s to you
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
© 2005 Jim Hayes