Well the readin' and the writin' arithmetic

Never did get through to me

It ain't because I'm square or thick

'Cause I learned my A B C

But when I graduated from the grammar school

And I moved one grade above

I began to be a snook at books

But I made straight A's in love

Now the teacher would say to learn your algebra

But I'd bring home C's and D's

How could I make an A when there's a swingin' maid

On the left and on the right

And in the back and the front of me

Oh my grades are low on my card I know

But they oughta give me one above

If they'd give me a mark for learnin' in the dark

I'd have straight A's in love

Now in my senior year with graduation near

I did my homework every night

And when my momma said I oughta go to bed

I turn out all the lights

But my sweetie pie was waitin' right outside

She'd be a coolin' like a dove

Though I did my best I failed semester test

But I made straight A's in love

Now the teacher would say to learn your algebra

But I'd bring home C's and D's

How could I make an A when there's a swingin' maid

On the left and on the right

And in the back and the front of me

Oh my grades are low on my card I know

But they oughta give me one above

If they'd give me a mark for learnin' in the dark

I'd have straight A's in love