Lawrence Arabia Dream Teacher lyrics

Born to free a fly's mess one, two, three.
Two, to be inside while you're teaching me.

When I sing and my voice keeps breaking,
I wanna hold you when I'm bad.
‘Cause you're my dream teacher
and I'm number one in your class. Ooh ahh ooh ahh.

Teacher, you're so damn lucky to have a student like me
‘cause I need you, and I feed you your necessary apple a day. Apple a day.
I can't help it that I want you so bad I can't stand up at the end of the class.

I can't hide it from you, but I'll show you it in private in detention today. End of the day.

‘Cause you're my dream teacher
and I'm number one in your class.
‘Cause you're my dream teacher
and I'm number one in your class.
...and I'm number one in your class
Ooh ahh ooh ahh.