Tonight I want to see you
I won't tell you any lies
Cause tonight's the night I need to
Make you realize
I was just a rocker who hung around your locker by the gym
Oh, and you never took your eyes off of him
Oh, I've got those blues in my binder
And I ain't no college grad
What are you doing after class?
Let me tell you about this player
Who will spend his life on the road
And it doesn't take a scholar
Cause the story's not untold
It's the one about the lady who said that I was crazy
When I promised her my love and a home
But she'd rather see me on my own
I've got those rules in my binder
And I ain't no college grad
So what are you doing after class?
Well, I don't have much to offer you
No, I don't have much to say
I only have this love song about a simple way that I play
And I am just a rocker who is only trying to talk her into wanting me again
Won't you let me in again?
I've got those rules in my binder
And I ain't no college grad
What are you doing after class?
What are you doing with those blues to remind me
Of love that we could have?
What are you doing after class?