Song Lyrics

Whoo, did 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 this, but all the time
But I found a way to get out of it

Lemme tell you bout
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
Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Checkin' out the halls 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
Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
'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
Now, now, now, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school, hey 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 rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

One more

Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now, teacher, I ain't foolin' around with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Cub Koda, Michael Lutz