Song Description

The embarrassment of seeing one's teacher at the mall, a restaurant--or, worse yet, at the beach.

Lyrics

While sitting in the bleachers
I thought of kids and teachers
How as a rule, away from school
A teacher's best unseen


We're with them in our classes
But not among the masses
To spot one at the mall or park
Should never be routine


I saw my teacher at the beach
I saw my teacher at the beach
The whole thing took me by surprise
There wasn't time to shade my eyes
I saw my teacher at the beach


Some teachers may have houses
And kids and dogs and spouses
But I'm the kind to lose his mind
When one goes driving by

My head's been set to spinning
I saw my teacher grinning
She threw that Frisbee like a pro
When I saw her last July

I saw my teacher at the beach
I saw my teacher at the beach
Congress ought to make a law
To stop the kind of thing I saw
I saw my teacher at the beach

Who's to say where they'll appear
You never know when one is near
At swimming pools, the corner store
And maybe knocking at your door

I saw my teacher at the beach
I saw my teacher at the beach
She had to know that it was wrong,
But still she stayed there all day long
I saw my teacher at the beach


I saw my teacher at the beach
I saw my teacher at the beach
I toss and turn in bed each night
My dreams are haunted by the sight
I saw my teacher at the beach


All she's 'sposed to do is teach
I saw my teacher at the beach