A student's mind is never far from A's, B's, and C's
From papers prior and reports about the birds and bees
But summer's on its way; I hear the days will be so fine
You and me alone in summertime
Yes, A's and B's mean more than C's, but does one really care
When birds and bees are in the breeze and spring is in the air?
The paper you will write next week was due in yesterday
Hurry up, 'cause summer's on it's way
Your teacher put another book upon your reading list
As if that wasn't bad enough, you failed your Bible quiz
Rains may fall and tears may spill, and, oof, might come to mind
Won't be long until it's summertime
You're flunking English 101; they said it was a breeze
The teacher you have only speaks in Mandarin Chinese
But soon we will be over; that was peak of love, sincere
Won't be long until summertime is near
By finals, love was final day, than five for after lunch
Ages to keep you stranded there; your last one's late next month
Summer may be here for some, but not for me and you
You and me alone in summer school