Bachelor Of Science Lyrics - Singles - Buck 65

I try to be nice and take care of my appearances 

Keep outta trouble and trifle interferences 

The bachelor of science I run my own company 

Somebody call me, my number's unlisted 

Some stories are straight and others come twisted 

Women's intuition and young gals luck 

Every girl I know has a crush on "rap...who?" 

Boys may cheat, either that or they might leave her 

All I wanna do is dance, I've got Saturday night fever 

So let me rearrange my sock drawers alone behind locked doors 

And have scrambled eggs for breakfast and sit and read the box scores 

But I'm not tryin to score points with 

I'd rather read the Bible than use its pages to roll joints with 

I get what I want but got no one to share it with 

A feeling in my chest and nothin to compare it with 

The bachelor of science, I run my own company 

Show me your photographs and tell me a ghost story 

As long as it doesn't involved your ex-boyfriend 

Stars glow in the dark until the first sign of daylight 

I like human contact but I don't like to play fight 

The desperado knows just how at peace we are 

In the bed naked watchin movies on the VCR 

Color me see through and tickle my favorite inch 

Turn the ringer off and thank God for David Lynch 

"I wanna show girls that I love them"(6X)