Confessions of a Bad Boy Professor

She's way too innocent for me and I know it - and I should leave it that. If I knew what was good for me I would. But I rarely go with what's good for me, which is why I'm sitting on a bar stool when I should be back at Penn State, grading papers. I don't normally stay for a drink after a gig - and I really need to give this up - but tonight, I don't know, there's just something about the birthday girl that's throwing me off. I should leave. I'm a psych professor. Ever hear of code of conduct? Yeah, well I'm violating every rule I promised to uphold - which is why I can't act on my urges, right? Then again, they don't call me Professor Bad Boy because I'm... you know... good.