Twenty-four hot-flush, brown-eyed girl
Making no-good money in a big bad world
I don't know where to begin but I know where I wanna go (uh-oh)

So I punch the clock and roam the night
God I really hate my nine to five
Sick of working 'till my body hurts
Sick of working 'till my body hurts

Oh why'd I go to college?
The fuck I'd go to college?
Oh what's the point in...
Ooh,la,la (x5)
(Hey!) (x3)

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 (uh-oh)

So I punch the clock and roam the night
God I really hate my nine to five
Sick of working 'till my body hurts
Sick of working 'till my body hurts

Oh why'd I go to college?
The fuck I'd go to college?
Oh what's the point in...
Ooh, la, la (repeated)



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College song meanings
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