School - Steve Moakler

You got a certain sort of intuition, some southern form of gypsy Christian

Show everybody what they’re missing every time you turn around

Baby you don’t even try you just top off drinks as you walk by

Laugh and wink and curse and smile your way around the room

Girl, you got your own way

A style that you can’t fake

Kinda makes my heart break

How you play it off like its cool?

Marchin to your own drum

Don’t listen to no one

You make every man just start ramblin' like a fool

They don’t teach you that in school, baby

You said hello and that was that

Tattoo hiding on your back

Follow you right off the map

And I’m still behind ya now

You hardly ever say you miss me

But something about the way you kiss me

Makes me feel a little tipsy

Like you want me to

Girl, you got your own way

A style that you can’t fake

Kinda makes my heart break

How you play it off like its cool?

Marchin to your own drum

Don’t listen to no one

You make every man just start ramblin' like a fool

They don’t teach you that in school, baby

No, they don’t teach you that in school, baby, yeah

Honey, you’re the real thing

Every color of the mood ring

So just keep on doing that thing you’re doing cause man it’s screwin' with me

Marchin' to your own drum

Don’t listen to no one

You make every man just start ramblin' like a fool

They don’t teach you that in school, baby

They don’t teach you that in school, no