Life is so boring It's really got me snoring I'm wearing out the flooring In a cheap motel But I don't have to work And I might be sinning But I never have to listen to The rings of school bells
Don't you remember? You told me in december That a boy is not a man Until he makes a stand Will, I'm not a genius But maybe you'll remember this I never said I wanted to be a man
I get nervous when she comes around
My mom is so caring She really got me staring At all the crazy little things She does for sure And I can't seem to think of Another kind of love That a boy could ever get From anyone but her
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