Sitting outside of my house
My girlfriends there I'm reaching down her blouse
Car pulls in It's my mom
Shouldn't come home after prom
One of these days I will learn
Don't go first if it's not your turn
Pressures of friends and your peers
Drift away like your crying tears
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Why don't I think before I act
Our friendship has a crack
Why don't I think I don't know
It starts to stink I got to go - Guess I got a brain fart
Driving fast cars and we'll party all night
Get into trouble and pick a fight
You see I'm not the coolest or the best at all
I'm not the smartest I'm not that tall
Grungy clothes Greasey hair
They say I look bad but I just don't care
Smoking a bong in my room
Thinking my mom was shopping for shoes
She walks in and caught me
Now I'm grounded for 2 weeks
What can I say I'm a punk
Had a brain fart and it stunk
Written By: Tyler Engel
