She is wearing green   She Just turned thirteen   She sits in my class beside me      Now she's dressed in black   I'm not looking back   Look in her backpack, it's empty      Gone away for seventh grade   The girls got on their knees and prayed   You must believe me when I say   I'm history      So call me mean and call me rude   It won't effect my attitude   They can't undo my happy mood   Just kiss me      Flirting is my thing   When they hear me sing   I'm the sixth grade king obey me      I've got brains and class   Don't need no hall pass   Please sit on the grass beside me      Gone away for seventh grade   The girls got on their knees and prayed   You must believe me when I say   I'm history