| I've had enough of danger | |
| And people on the streets | |
| I'm looking out for angels | |
| Just trying to find some peace | |
| Now I think it's time | |
| That you let me know | |
| So if you love me | |
| Say you love me | |
| But if you don't just let me go... | |
| 'Cos teacher | |
| There are things that I don't want to learn | |
| And the last one I had | |
| Made me cry | |
| So I don't want to learn to | |
| Hold you, touch you | |
| Think that you're mine | |
| Because it ain't no joy | |
| For an uptown boy | |
| Whose teacher has told him good-bye, good-bye, good-bye | |
| When you were just a stranger | |
| And I was at your feet | |
| I didn't feel the danger | |
| Now I feel the heat | |
| That look in your eyes | |
| Telling me no | |
| So you think that you love me | |
| Know that you need me | |
| I wrote the song, I know it's wrong | |
| Just let me go... | |
| And teacher | |
| There are things | |
| That I don't want to learn | |
| Oh the last one I had | |
| Made me cry | |
| So I don't want to learn to | |
| Hold you, touch you | |
| Think that you're mine | |
| Because it ain't no joy | |
| For an uptown boy | |
| Whose teacher has told him good-bye, good-bye, good-bye | |
| So when you say that you need me | |
| That you'll never leave me | |
| I know you're wrong, you're not that strong | |
| Let me go | |
| And teacher | |
| There are things | |
| That I still have to learn | |
| But the one thing I have is my pride | |
| Oh so I don't want to | |
| Hold you, touch you | |
| Think that you're mine | |
| Because there ain't no joy | |
| For an uptown boy | |
| Who just isn't willing to try | |
| I'm so cold | |
| Inside | |
| Maybe just one more try... |