She is wearing green
She Just turned thirteen
She sits in my class beside me
Now she's dressed in black
I'm not looking back
Look in her backpack, it's empty
Gone away for seventh grade
The girls got on their knees and prayed
You must believe me when I say
I'm history
So call me mean and call me rude
It won't effect my attitude
They can't undo my happy mood
Just kiss me
Flirting is my thing
When they hear me sing
I'm the sixth grade king obey me
I've got brains and class
Don't need no hall pass
Please sit on the grass beside me
Gone away for seventh grade
The girls got on their knees and prayed
You must believe me when I say
I'm history