Welcome to the world of CraigH. When I need to relax or just let loose, this is what I do. It's just an outlet that becomes a kick...hope you enjoy it.
Another one from my High School days, the Crue gave it the heavy treatment long after I left school but it still got a kick...enjoy. Oh yeah, the lyrics are down there...so knock yourself out.
Lyrics
Sittin' in the classroom thinkin' it's a drag
Listening to the teacher rap, just ain't my bag
When two bells ring you know it's my cue
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
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 buddy Hutch, Murph and Barker Bob (Put your buddies names in here)
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
’Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
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
Smokin' in the boys room
Now, Teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Smokin' in the boys room
Smokin' in the boys room
Smokin' in the boys room
Smokin' in the boys room
Now, Teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
