Extraneous Solution

i could make your day
your ideals fade away
for that easy A
beckoning you astray

your cheap old motels
no whistles and bells
youre not doing well
dont think i cant tell

plagued heart and mind
by your functions and lines
i think all the time
of this ultimate crime

to fall on my knees
the moment to seize
no Cs and no Bs
just you and just me