Just a Boy ft. The Italian Connection Lyrics

Picking your nose is not finger food

Son, quit licking the ash tray

Don't bite your toe nails and stop being so rude

My parents would always say

But I'm just a boy, being a boy

Living high in a tree

I torture my sisters, I like to pop blisters

Anywhere I get the urge I will pee

So mom and dad, please save your breath

Those words, just don't ring true

Maybe someday, hopefully far away

I will grow up to be just like you

I like running with scissors fast down the hall

I like not brushing my teeth

Won't eat nothing green and I do make prank calls

Like to see if cats land on their feet

I like putting snakes in the mail boxes

I like to pretend that I bathe

Run around bare footed and cheat at hop scotches

I rarely ever behave

So mom and dad, please save your breath

Those words just don't ring true, no

Maybe someday hopefully far away

I will grow up to be just like you

I will grow up to be just like...