RICHARD REIDEL and the CCQs
Turn Out Your Lights
by Richard Reidel & the CCQs
It's the time of the night to be sleepingIt's past one o'clock, and the O.C. has got to be peeking
Well, I know it's late, your P.R. can't wait
And it's like a tomb in the study room
But I'll have to use my quill if they don't go out soon
I can be bought, but I've never been caught by no asshole
Your boodle will do, but I won't accept food from the Mess Hall
Well, yes, I feel we can make a deal
You've got your grades and it's worth the trade
Put a blanket over your window and you've got it made
I'm going to bed; can't you get through your head, I mean business?
If I don't get some rack, baby, I'll pay you back, and with interest
I can't go on till your lights are gone
It's just my job -- turn 'em out, you slob!
Or you'll wake up feeling some pain, and you'll wonder what hit you
Turn out your lights
Turn out your lights
