"Maka doesn't know that Spirit and me do it in my lab every Sunday. He tells her he's in church, but he doesn't go, still he's on his knees- and Maka doesn't know! So don't Tell Maka, Maka doesn't know! Spirit says he's out shopping, but he's under me and I'm not stopping... Because Maka doesn't know, so don't tell Maka! I can't believe she's so trusting, while I'm right behind you thrusting. Spirit's got her on the phone and he's trying not to moan. It's a three-way call and she knows nothing! Maka doesn't know, so don't tell Maka! We'll put on a show, everyone will go, but Maka doesn't know! The parking lot? Why not? It's so cool when you're on top! The front lawn in the snow…Life is so hard 'cause Maka doesn't know~
…I did him on her birthday~
Maka doesn't know, Maka won't know, Maka doesn't know, Maka's gotta know, gotta tell Maka, I'm gonna tell her myself! Maka doesn't know~"
"Stein! For the last time, stop singing that, someone'll hear you." Stein chuckled in response, casting a teasing glance at his feisty senpai. "And that's a problem?"
"You know damn well that's a problem" Spirit retorted, feigning anger as the stitched man continued to chuckle. Stein smiled a lopsided grin and blew a skull-shaped puff of smoke. Spirit rolled his eyes and resumed grading papers.
"…Maka doesn't knooooow~"