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Teksty: George Michael. Teacher.

I've had enough of danger
People on the streets
I'm looking out for angels
Just tryin' to find some peace

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

'Cuz teacher there are things that I don't want to learn
And the last one I had made me cry
So I don't wanna learn to hold you, touch you
I think that you are mine
Because there ain't no joy for an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

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 tellin' me no

So you think that you love me
Know that you need me
I wrote this song, I know it's wrong
Just let me go

Teacher there are things that I don't want to learn
And the last one I had made me cry
So I don't wanna learn to hold you, touch you
I think that you are mine
'Cuz there ain't no joy for an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye

So when you say that you need me
That you'll never leave me
I know you are wrong, you are not that strong
Let me go

Teacher, there are things that I still have to learn
But the one thing I have is my pride
Oh, so I don't wanna learn to hold you, touch you
I think that you are 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

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