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Coffee coloured shoes...

Coffee coloured shoes...

What a big building!
How many people?
This is frightening!
I hope I get through the day

Looking in a science book
Don’t know how much I’m learning
A boy giving me a strange look
The Bunsen burner burning

Girls and boys with attitude
Smoker’s corner and the bike shed
“Get to class!” sir angrily said
Wearing his coffee coloured shoes

It was time for our choices and I was lost
Music, art and drama I loved
English, science and geography was a must
My brother dolling off anytime he could

Girls and boys with attitude
Smoker’s corner and the bike shed
“Get to class!” sir angrily said
Wearing his coffee coloured shoes

Playing football on the field, now there’s no ball games allowed
Kicking your trainers off your feet, so you could get a new pair at the end of the week
Feeling like a lost little boy in a hopeless crowd

I haven't even got a bike, but I'm behind the shed with a girl that I like
It's a good job I've got blue eyes and a chubby happy smile
Being awkward in the unknown and a cheeky little kiss was a crime
If we got caught by the headmaster we'd finish the week off doing lines

I MUST ATTEND CLASS AND NOT PLAY IN THE SHED WITH BIKES
I MUST ATTEND CLASS AND NOT PLAY IN THE SHED WITH BIKES
Oh how I loved the taste of strawberry lip balm on the lips of Tracy Grimes

Science teacher, Maths teacher, English teacher
All I remember is beige clothes and coffee coloured shoes
I should have went to class
I should have went to class
To see them coffee coloured shoes…

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