I Hope I Get It — Diana Ross

(marvin hamlisch/ed kleban)

Everyday for a week we would try to be a table

Be a sportscar, ice cream cone

The teacher, he would say

"very good except diana, try, diana, all alone"

So I dug right down to the bottom of my soul

To see how an ice cream felt

I dug right down to the bottom of my soul

And I tried to melt

So the kids in the class said:

"ooh, I feel chocolate, hey, I feel vanilla"

He said "ok ross, what do you feel? "

And I said nothing, I aint feeling nothing

Deep down nothing is all my teacher had

Everybody felt something

But I felt nothing

Except the feeling that this bull-shit was absurd