S*itYouCan'tSayToYourTeacher

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When I came to school, I didn’t ask you for anything, I was bright-eyed and naïve.   When I couldn’t afford school, I didn’t ask you for anything, I decided to graduate in three years.  
A pencil, you say?  A pencil I'll get. Hold on for a sec, can I get a minute? I just need to give this pencil a tip, I'll sharpen it quick, then we'll get right to it. I've got to step out and run down the hall
                    May I raise my hand; call my name
I'm just a girl, A girl in love,  A girl that knows what she wants, Is just out of reach.      I'm just a girl. A girl that is smart. A girl that knows what she knows, Is just not enough.
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