In the fine tradition of Loverboy, with a dash of Joan Jett, "Night School" is kind of like what Metallica would taste like if slathered in strawberry-flavored lip gloss. Kind of.
1, 2, 3, go. I never went to college so I lack that secret knowledge
That all the other girls got to explore there
Late night studying, while braiding each other's hair (In French braids)
All those topless tipsy pillow fights
In your best friend's funky dorm room all night long to a Go-Gos song
All those Ivy League girls got an education in
How to be a temporary lesbian
So I'm goin', goin' back to night school then I'll be just as cool
Won't you teach me how to… lick pussy!
Sweet lady, won't you learn me how to… eat beaver!
I'm eager to learn. To learn in night school. Yeah, in night school.
Night school. The night's cool. When you're in night school. Night school.
Never got to pledge sororities.
Never felt the face of my best friend between my knees
While her Boom Box played Squeeze.
Just like guys who been to prison
Know what other men are missin.'
That doesn't make you gay. If you're a bottom.
Sex for cigarettes… Smoke 'em if you got 'em. Yeah yeah.
Like those prisoners I want a higher education.
I feel the urge for some sweet matriculation!
You can be my study partner. Come on let's cram.
I'm ready for my oral exam! Yeah!
Teach me how to… munch carpet!
Sweet mama won't you learn me all about… muff-divin'!
I'm ready to dive in. Let's dive in… to night school.
Dive into night school.
Night school. The night's cool. When you're in night school.
Night school! You're in night school now!
Na na na na na na na na night school. When the sun goes down.
Na na na na na na na na night school. Continuing education rocks!
Na na na na na na na na night school. Not the day, but the night, the night school.
Na na na na na na na na night school. There's somethin' so right about learnin' @ night!
Na na na na na na na na night school. I'm not a morning person so it's perfect for me.
Na na na na na na na na night school. While you're sleepin' in your bed I'm feedin my head!
Na na na na na na na na night school. It's the only time my babysitter's free!
Na na na na na na na na night school. When the sun goes down my grades go up.
from We Got A Spill In Aisle 3
track released May 1, 2010
written by Mary Birdsong. produced by Mike Ruekberg. vocals by Mary Birdsong. guitar by Mike Ruekberg. drums by Sam Primero. bass by Steve Agee. Additional instrumentation by Jimmy Englund.
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