Smokin` In The Boys` Room — текст песни (Brownsville Station)

How you doin` out there? Ya ever seem to have one of those days
Where it just seems like everybody`s gettin` on your case?
From your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend?
Well, ya know, I used to have `em just about all the time
But I found a way to get out of `em
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
The noon bells rings, 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
But everybody knows that smokin` ain`t allowed in school

Checkin` out the halls, makin` sure the coast is clear
Lookin` in the stalls, No, there ain`t nobody here!
Oh, my buddy Fang, and me and Paul
To get caught would surely be the death of us all

Smokin` in the boys` room
Smokin` in the boys` room
Now, teacher, don`t you fill me up with your rules
But everybody knows that smokin` ain`t allowed in school

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All right!
Oh, 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

Smokin` in the boys` room (Yes indeed, I was)
Smokin` in the boys` room
Now, teacher, don`t you fill me up with your rules
But everybody knows that smokin` ain`t allowed in school

One mo`!
Smokin` in the boys` room
Oh, smokin` in the boys` room
Smokin` in the boys` room
Smokin` in the boys` room
Now, teacher, I am fully aware of the rules
And everybody knows that smokin` ain`t allowed in school!