In Professor Lee’s boring history class,
There sat Mary, a breathtaking lass
With her mind wandering upon a lake,
But all the guys surely wide awake.
With her skirts hiked above her knees,
A showcase for all, except Professor Lees,
Nobody gave a damn about his stupid history.
They were only interested in Mary’s Anatomy.
If a war were to break out on this very day,
With Mary sitting there, what can I say?
Please don’t hit her. Make sure she’s gone.
Then bomb all you want from this day on.
When the bell rang to end the session,
They followed Mary, their true obsession,
Carrying her books wherever she went,
To hell with school work and all it meant.
History is about the forgotten past,
And Mary is about the present en-masse.