Smokin' In The Boys Room 2012

SMOKIN’ IN THE BOYS ROOM 2012

Y'ever seem to have one of those days
where it just seems like everybody's gettin' on your case,
everybody from your teacher right on down to your best girlfriend?
I used to have 'em just about all the time
But I found a way to get out of it
Let me tell you about it

Sitting in the classroom, thinking it's a drag
Listening to the teacher rap, just ain't my bag
Noon bells ring, you know that's my cue
I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two

Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now teacher don't you fill me, up with your rules
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Checkin' out the halls,makin' sure the coast is clear
Lookin' in the stalls, naw there ain't nobody here
My buddy Fang, and me and Paul
To get caught would surely be the death of us all

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They put me to work in the school book store
Check out counter and I got bored
Teacher was lookin' for me all around
Two hours later, you know where I was found

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