School Lyrics - 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 

Chorus: 

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 too 

Back to Chorus 

Bridge: 

No they don't teach you that in school, baby, ahhhhh yeah. 

(Ahhhhh oooooooo) 

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.