Letra

You ever seem to have one of those days When everyone's on your case From your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend? Well, you know, I used to have it just about all the time But I found a way to get out of it Let me tell you about Sittin' in the classroom, thinkin' it's a drag Listening to the teacher rap, just ain't my bag By the two bells ring, you know it's my cue I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Nah, teacher don't you fill me up with your rule 'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school Checkin' out the hall, makin' sure the coast is clear Lookin' in the stalls, nah, there ain't nobody here My buddies Sixx, Mick and Tom To get caught would surely be the death of us all Smokin' in the boys room We're smokin' in the boys room Nah, teacher don't you fill me up with your rule 'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school Hey, can I be excused? Well, put me to work in the school bookstore Checkout counter and I got bored Teacher was lookin' for me all around Two hours later you know where I was found Smokin' in the boys room I tell you, I was smokin' in the boys room Nah, nah, nah, teacher don't you fill me up with your rule Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school (Everybody) Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room I tell you, I was smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Hey, teacher don't you fill me up with your rule 'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school (One more) Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Nah, teacher I ain't foolin' around with your rule 'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Writer(s): Cub Koda, Michael George Lutz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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