How you're 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
Sitting in the classroom
thinking it's a drag
Listening 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 boy's room
Smokin' in
the boy's 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
boy's room yeah
Smokin' in the
boy's 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
boy's room
yes indeed
I was smokin' in the
boy's 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
boy's room oh
Smokin' in the
boy's room
Now teacher
I am fully aware
of the rules
But everybody knows
that smokin'
ain't allowed in school