Or, "A Lyrical Expression of How I Feel After the First Week of Classes"
Best read after this video:
Ooh I need some tea, babe,
And some cookies too.
Stock them in my room, babe,
'Cause I've got lots to do...
"Read me, write me, read me, write me!"
I ain't got nothin' but work, babe,
Eight days a week.
I'll read you someday, Miles,
For Church Hist'ry 1.
You're not a very big book
And yet you weigh a ton...
"Read me, write me, read me, write me!"
I ain't got nothin' but work, babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week
I stu-u-u-u-u-dy.
Eight days a week
Is not enough to read it all.
Ooh I need coffee, babe,
And some chocolate too.
Stock them in my room, babe,
'Cause I've got lots to do.
"Read me, write me, read me, write me!"
I ain't got nothin' but work, babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week
I stu-u-u-u-u-dy.
Eight days a week
Is not enough to learn it all.
Read Adams ev'ry day now,
Just finished Section 1.
(I've survived just one-twelfth
Of Social Justice fun.)
"Read me, write me, read me, write me!"
I ain't got nothin' but work, babe,
Eight days a week,
Eight days a week,
Eight days a week.
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