Tekst piosenki
Oh the history books
And the lines on the paper
And the ARITH-E-MATICS
And the never being late, sir,
Not too appealing,
Very little feeling,
At times it leaves you reeling
Not too appealing, after all
And your friends' roudy mothers,
Playing games beneath the covers,
To know one's to know the others,
You know one, you want the others...
Not too appealing, very little feeling,
Times it leaves you reeling,
Not too apealing after all...after all...
After all gets said and done,
After all
And the first date jitters,
And the never holding hands close,
And the "NO...NOT THERE, NO..."
You can never run away from it, no...
Not too appealing
And so on and so forth.
