Miss Clara/Azusa Sue Bobbie Gentry

[Intro]
Last Friday I received your letter
It said your book was overdue
And you'd be by to pay your five-cent fine
Within a day or two
Since that day the time drags by
Things just aren't the same
For I don't want your five-cent fine
I just want to know your name
You wrote

[Verse 1]
Miss Clara, would it be too bold of me to call you Clair?
My head is spinnin', wonder if I dare
To let you know that I care
For you, Clara

[Verse 2]
Miss Clara, you're like the cover of a magazine
You outshine every star I've seen
On the silver screen
Gee, you're keen

[Bridge]
Since I saw you at your desk
At the public library
You stamped my book, and I took a look
And now your face is all I see
I wish I could get to know ya
So, we could plan our honeymoon
We'll trade the ivy halls for Niagara Falls
When I graduate next June
(Miss Clara)