Smokin' In the Boy's Room

How you doin' out there?

You 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, you know, 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

Sittin' in the classroom, thinkin' it's a drag

Listenin' 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

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"

Uh, my buddy Fang, and me and Paul

To get caught would surely be the death of us all

Smokin' in the boys' room

Yeah, 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

All right!

Well, 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

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 more!

Smokin' in the boys' room

Oh, smokin' in the boys' room

Now, teacher, I am fully aware of the rules

Uh, everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school