Dear Jean (I’m Nervous) - City Boy

Mason Slamer
Dear Jean Dear Jean
Can I appeal to your better nature
I'm not the boy I was a week or two ago
I lost my head halfway through your lecture
I blew a fuse but how were you to know
Dear Jean
You should report this bizarre behaviour
Puff out your rosy reds and blow me away
One little smile you could be my saviour
I'd be teacher's pet if you asked me to stay
Dear Jean
I nearly died when I first set eyes on your fulsome fig
Even your teeth are geometry on your lobes I linger
Each night mother Moon sees me stealing by your ro
I can hear you breathing
I close my eyes there's a tingle in my thigh
Are those fingers teasing
I'm nervous he's nervous I'm nervous silly me
He's nervous I'm nervous he's nervous so tell me
Dear Jean
Dear Jean
I'm amateur but I know you can teach me
I may be green but I'm ready to learn
And if you want me to surrender completely
Take off your mortar board and make me a man
Dear Jean
I can't believe do my eyes deceive is the door wide open
Here I go standing on tippy toe happy heart full of hoping
Oh but what can I do I'm my own poor fool
Now my dreams come crashing
As you share all the joys with my own head boy
In a scene full of passion
I'm nervous he's nervous I'm nervous what a fool
He's nervous I'm nervous a nervous little fool
Dear Jean Dear Jean