� Music � � Sitting in my class, just twitching away � � Staring into the windows of the world � � I can't hear the teachers, books don't call me at all � � I don't see the bad boys tryna catch some play � � Cause I love your smile � � I love your smile � � I love your smile � � The clock at work says three, and I wanna be free � � Free to scream, free to beg, free to paint my toes all day � � My boss is lame, you know, and so is the pay � � I'm gonna put that new black mini on my charge anyway � � Cause I love your smile � � I love your smile � � I love, I love, I love, I love � � I love your smile � � I love your smile � � I love your smile � � I love your smile �
