| Well its hard to be cool when your still in High School
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| You got the old man jacking you around
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| And he tells you what to do
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| Gives your opinions to you
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| And you feel like just some kinda clown
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| And the old lady is bitchin
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| Why do you clean up all the kitchen
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| What time you gonna be home tonight
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| And you walk out the door
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| Cause you can’t take anymore
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| You don’t know wrong from right
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| As you walk by
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| All the young girls gonna wink their eye
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| You ain’t playin' for pennies no no
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| You know that the trick is to hide
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| Your to young to live
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| But your a little to fast to die
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| Well you fear for you ass and run ??
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| Down that grass, when the crowd comes near ??
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| And the suicide dolls ?? |
| can be easily bought
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| After a six, six pack of beer
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| And they talk a little loud
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| When their — «Who have you been with now» ??
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| Did you find yourself a hero
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| And you think its kinda fun
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| That you don’t have any money
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| To bet if you place or you show
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| All the young girls gonna shake their thigh
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| Well some time in the night
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| You cry for a sign
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| Of someone to help you along
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| But you see yourself as tough
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| And you know its just a bluff
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| You got that reputation to carry on
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| And if you ever get away
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| From what the old man might say
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| Hey you been a big man …
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| You’ll remember the cliché
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| In what your mother use to say
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| Your family is your only friend
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| All the young girls gonna shake their thigh |