Hickerson went to nam, he was drafted by uncle sam
they trained him well, he gave them hell
and he came back ok
Hickerson went to ukraine, the sugar price was insane
he helped a drunk, who was a punk
now he could drink coffee
There he would meet his wife, he'd settle down his life
he said “no prob”, he took the job
now we can learn history
Don't give him any sass, he'll keep you after class
be on time, and you'll be fine
as long as you do the dna
He's got better things to do, than go to a party for you
there's college class, he'll say “i'll pass”
don't even bother to ask
Because hickerson's the teach, say good-bye to free speech
if you're quiet, he will buy it
and you can leave on time

but there's just one catch, in nam they called him stretch
that name and “dude”, he will find rude
so simply call him……….mr. h