How ya 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 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
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
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
Alright
Wo put me to work
in the school bookstore
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
Oo oo
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now teacher I am fully
aware of the rules
But everybody knows that
smokin' ain't allowed in school