Well, the reading and the writing and the 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, oh, my card I know, but they ought to give me one above If they'd give me a mark for learning in the dark, I'd have straight A's in love Now in my senior year with graduation year I did my homework every night And when my mama said I ought to go to bed, I'd turn out all the lights But my sweetie pie was waitin' right outside, she'd be a-cooin' 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, oh, my card I know, but they ought to give me one above If they'd give me a mark for learning in the dark, I'd have straight A's in love