Bobbie Ann Mason

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It wasn't the books that I didn't read,
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It wasn't the teachers that tried to teach me.
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It wasn't that varsity baseball coach,
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Kept on tellin' them locker room jokes, it was:
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Bobby Ann Mason, back in high school.
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She was way too cute, she was way too cool.
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How was I gonna get an education,
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Settin' right back of Bobby Ann Mason.


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(2nd Verse)  Yeah! Bobby knew her hist'ry, Bobby knew her French,
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Bobby knew how to keep the boys in suspense.
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She'd tease with a touch, she'd tease with a kiss,
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I was three long years being teased by, pretty Miss:

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(3rd Verse)  Yeah! Bobby graduated first in her class.
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Me, I graduated closer to last.
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Bobby went to college, she got a degree,
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I got a guitar so I could sing about, me and:

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(4th Verse)  Yeah! The years have taught me, the basics of math.
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Divorce divides; time subtracts; Takes away your hair,
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Takes away your jump shot, but it ain't gonna take all mem'ries I got of:

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Back in high school, she was way too cute, she was way too cool.
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I got most of my education settin' right back of Bobby Ann Mason.
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Settin right back of Bobby Ann Mason.