Smokin' In The Boys Room (as made famous by Brownsville Station)

Smokin In The Boys Room (as made famous by Brownsville Station) - The Southern Rock Players

How you doin' out there Y'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 y'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

To the teacher rap Just ain't my bag The 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

A-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

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 Now teacher

I am fully aware of the rules But everybody knows

That smokin' ain't allowed in school