Three O’Clock High, Buddy Revell

I want you to understand something Jerry. I don’t like it when people know about me, in fact I don’t like it when anybody knows about me. So you can take that newspaper of yours and wipe off your dick with it. You made me mad Jerry. Now I’m gonna have to do something to work it off… You and me, we’re gonna have a fight. Today. After school. Three o’clock. In the parking lot. You try and run, I’m gonna track you down. You go to a teacher, it’s only gonna get worse. You sneak home, I’m gonna be under your bed. You and me, three o’clock.