Music Sitting in my class, just twitching away Staring into the windows of the world I can't hear the teachers, books don't call me at all I don't see the bad boys tryna catch some play Cause I love your smile I love your smile I love your smile The clock at work says three, and I wanna be free Free to scream, free to beg, free to paint my toes all day My boss is lame, you know, and so is the pay I'm gonna put that new black mini on my charge anyway Cause I love your smile I love your smile I love, I love, I love, I love I love your smile I love your smile I love your smile I love your smile