Top Ten

Please don't hurt her tho she once threw an arrow in my heart
Tho she isn't in my top ten, still she is on my chart
The way her love bring sweet sweet memory
Maybe it's the beginning of her misery
Because I don't care whose school she's been, you see
She still take lesson from me.
Though she isn't in my top ten, still she is on my chart
Sitting in the back bench still she's a student of my class
The way she love brings sweet, sweet memory
maybe it's the beginning of her misery
Because I don't care whose school she's been you see
She still take lessons from me...
No joke about it.