stephen lynch - mixer at delta chi lyrics
it’s college time again,
september’s almost here.
hangin’ with freshmen girls,
frat party kegs of beer.
i see a girl i’m wantin’,
mixer at delta chi.
we take some oxycontin,
dave matthews gettin’ high.
and then, as i undress her
and start my stimulus,
she says, “but wait… professor,
this wasn’t on the syllabus!”
i’m the bad professor.
i’m the bad professor.
a tenured t-tty caresser,
i’m a bad, bad man.
tutor her at my apartment,
turns into a slow dance.
hey, baby, what’s your minor?
got your major in my pants!
i love her student body,
she wants a better grade,
i say if you roll over,
i’ll throw in financial aid!
i hope you’ve boned up for your midterm.
if you want, i can help you cram.
don’t give a sh-t about the essay test,
so let’s skip it and get to the oral exam!
i’m a bad professor.
(that’s a bl-w j-b reference.)
i’m a bad professor.
your money’s on the dresser.
i’m a bad, bad… man.
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