School Days The happiest days of yuor life But I would have never gone to school If he could choose The tip of the pencil is broken Ink flowed from the pens In my head,sawdust I think they interfere The happiest days of your life But I would have never gone to school If he could choose
The happiest days of yuor life
But I would have never gone to school
If he could choose
The tip of the pencil is broken
Ink flowed from the pens
In my head,sawdust
I think they interfere
The happiest days of your life
But I would have never gone to school
If he could choose