Текст песни College - Nola Wren

Twenty four hotflush brown-eyed girl
Making no good money in a big bad world
I don't know where I'll begin but I know where I wanna go (o-oh)
So I punch the clock and roam the night
Gotta really hate my nine to five
Sick of working 'till my body hurts

Oh why'd I go to college?
The fuck I go to college
Oh what the point in o-la-la
(Hey!)

Bonafide hustler
Skin tight jeans
Got a choice:
Education / Living on the streets
I don't know where I belong but I'm getting there on my own (o-oh)
So I punch the clock and roam the night
Gotta really hate my nine to five
Sick of working 'till my body hurts

Oh why'd I go to college
The fuck I go to college
Oh what's the point in o-la-la

O-la-la