High School Drool - Jo Jo Gunne

Who’s that under the bleachers?

That’s Louis

Let me tell you about Louis

Louis was a mover and he wasn’t no fool

But he had a little trouble with his high school drool

He was a low motivator, a fast calculator on the little girls

Ooh, out in the schoolyard buyin' anything

Checkin' out good what the new boys bring

You can’t see the clock and you never hear the ring but who cares?

Talk fine, feelin' cool

Lookin' so dragged by the whole damn thing

You wanna know the answer, I just play the fool

Gotta see a man about my high school drool

Ridin' out to county line the fingers in your hair

The good smoke, some bad wine, no one seems to care

You hear some joker come screamin' on the air

Just trying to sell it to you

He’s trying to sell it to you

Ninety miles an hour with your feet against the floor

You never saw the lights and you never heard the roar

You’d laugh if it hit 'cause it’s all such a bore anyway

Talk fine, feelin' cool

Lookin' so dragged by the whole damn thing

You wanna know the answer, I just play the fool

Gotta see a man about my high school drool

Talk fine, feelin' cool

Riding high sweet street machine

You wanna know the questions I just play the fool

Gotta see a man about my high school drool