| Song | Happy Birthday, Mr. Christian |
| Artist | Apollonia 6 |
| Album | Apollonia 6 |
| Late in my early teenage, I was considered fast | |
| While some of the girls were failing, I passed in every class | |
| Our principal's name was Christian and I played upon his fears | |
| In exchange 4 my diploma, I loved him through the years | |
| CHORUS: | |
| Happy birthday Mr. Christian, what are we gonna do? | |
| U want a teenage past-time, I want a love that's true | |
| A man in your position, U oughta be ashamed | |
| Happy birthday Mr. Christian, why can't U live up 2 your name? | |
| It was only the first semester but my body developed quick | |
| Compared 2 the size of my chest then, all the other girls looked sick | |
| Mr. Christian stared at me always, desire turned 2 pain | |
| I suggested we go 2 his office and that's when the lunch bell rang | |
| CHORUS | |
| Oh Mr. Christian, U're a bad boy | |
| Why that's not a pencil ... shame | |
| Oh Mr. Christian, U're a bad boy | |
| Why can't U live up 2 your name? | |
| We had our love down to an art form | |
| Each act was like scenes from a play (Every act...) | |
| With every lesson I gave him | |
| Mr. Christian gave me an A | |
| I graduated with honors | |
| A riddle 2 everyone | |
| Everyone except Christian | |
| Mr. Christian and I, and our son (Mr. Christian, me and our son) | |
| CHORUS {repeat twice in BG} | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| I want a love that's true | |
| U oughta be ashamed | |
| Why can't U live up 2 your name? | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| No tengo tiempo para jugar {I have no time 2 play games} | |
| Necesito un hombre verdadero, no metido {I need a real man, not a liar} | |
| Always a man | |
| Tú sí que no te enteras, chaval, OK? {U don't understand, boy, OK?} | |
| Qué hacemos? {What are we gonna do?} | |
| Habla fuerte que no te oigo! {Speak louder cuz I can't hear U!} | |
| Christian! Christian! Christian! | |
| Oh Mr. Christian, U're a bad boy | |
| Christian | |
| Give me some horns, oh | |
| I like it | |
| Christian! {x4} | |
| Happy birthday 2 U, happy birthday 2 U | |
| Happy birthday Mr. Christian, happy birthday 2 U | |
| Happy birthday, Mr. Christian |
| Late in my early teenage, I was considered fast | |
| While some of the girls were failing, I passed in every class | |
| Our principal' s name was Christian and I played upon his fears | |
| In exchange 4 my diploma, I loved him through the years | |
| CHORUS: | |
| Happy birthday Mr. Christian, what are we gonna do? | |
| U want a teenage pasttime, I want a love that' s true | |
| A man in your position, U oughta be ashamed | |
| Happy birthday Mr. Christian, why can' t U live up 2 your name? | |
| It was only the first semester but my body developed quick | |
| Compared 2 the size of my chest then, all the other girls looked sick | |
| Mr. Christian stared at me always, desire turned 2 pain | |
| I suggested we go 2 his office and that' s when the lunch bell rang | |
| CHORUS | |
| Oh Mr. Christian, U' re a bad boy | |
| Why that' s not a pencil ... shame | |
| Oh Mr. Christian, U' re a bad boy | |
| Why can' t U live up 2 your name? | |
| We had our love down to an art form | |
| Each act was like scenes from a play Every act... | |
| With every lesson I gave him | |
| Mr. Christian gave me an A | |
| I graduated with honors | |
| A riddle 2 everyone | |
| Everyone except Christian | |
| Mr. Christian and I, and our son Mr. Christian, me and our son | |
| CHORUS repeat twice in BG | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| I want a love that' s true | |
| U oughta be ashamed | |
| Why can' t U live up 2 your name? | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| No tengo tiempo para jugar I have no time 2 play games | |
| Necesito un hombre verdadero, no metido I need a real man, not a liar | |
| Always a man | |
| Tú sí que no te enteras, chaval, OK? U don' t understand, boy, OK? | |
| Qué hacemos? What are we gonna do? | |
| Habla fuerte que no te oigo! Speak louder cuz I can' t hear U! | |
| Christian! Christian! Christian! | |
| Oh Mr. Christian, U' re a bad boy | |
| Christian | |
| Give me some horns, oh | |
| I like it | |
| Christian! x4 | |
| Happy birthday 2 U, happy birthday 2 U | |
| Happy birthday Mr. Christian, happy birthday 2 U | |
| Happy birthday, Mr. Christian |