School bell rings, classrooms empty, everyone goes home Save for one girl, the model senior has the teacher alone Says she's fallen way behind and needs some one-on-one Saunters over, taking out an essay she'd begun
Anxious students should not be ignored But encounters like this seem untoward All week long she's been so tightly wound So she lets her guard down
Student thinks she's hit a snag and needs another take Teacher looks the paper over, points to a mistake Leaning over ever closer, interest as her guise Student meets the gaze of teacher, pining in her eyes
While the ring on her hand screams to run Nothing's heard as her blouse comes undone Inhibitions and clothes hit the floor There's a knock at the door
