Texty písní » Bros - Drop The Boy
I get down to dry my hair
with a little touch of gel
I read all the newspapers
but my mother still reads my mail
I won´t wish my life away but
tell me if you can
Who decides when I´m grown up
and I´ve turned into a man
Drop the boy drop the boy
I´m a man, yes I am
but they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I´m a man, yes I am
and I´ll be jumping for joy
when they drop the boy
I´m tired of the boy thing
I´ve got other things to do
I´d like to be in politics
can´t take another visit to the zoo
No more bikes or plastic models
and braces on my teeth
I´d like to drive a dino
and to live out of my reach
Drop the boy drop the boy
I´m a man, yes I am
but they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I´m a man, yes I am
and I´ll be jumping for joy
when they drop the boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I´m a man, yes I am
but they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I´m a man, yes I am
and I´ll be jumping for joy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I´m a man, yes I am
but they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I´m a man, yes I am
and I´ll be jumping for joy
drop the boy drop the boy
Přidal: pavel dne 04. 06. 2009 v 11:13.
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