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.