The Art Teacher

There I was in uniform Lookin' at the art teacher I was just a girl then Never have I loved since then He was not that much older than I was He had taken our cla*s to the Metropolitan Museum He asked us what our favorite work of art was But never could I tell him, it was him Oh, I wish, I could tell him Oh, I wish, I could have told him I looked at the Rubens and Rembrandts I liked the John Singer Sargents He told me he liked Turner Never have I turned since then No, never have I turned to any other man All this having been said I married an executive company head All this having been done, a Turner, I own one And here I am in this uniformish, pant-suit sort of thing Thinkin' of the art teacher I was just a girl then Never have I loved since then No, never have I loved any other man