Smokin' In the Boys Room

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



Credits
Writer(s): Cub Koda, Michael George Lutz
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